Lyrics:
- it's all yank
Everything I see is free with this thang
Money Big, boy - Tom Hanks
Someday I want the chain with the No Limit tank - uhh!
Smoke stank
Jerry Garcia
Steve Earle, Jay Farrar and Bob Weir
Ramblin' Jack, Tom Paxton, Sonny Walker
But Woody Guthrie was the first punk rocker
pablito
African queen man known shes a peng thing
We ain't taking shit this year nah
I ain't taking shit this year
Bury m past like by my dear
Came back
me
JAY1 come and spray one, no talkin'
Bad B thought she was stayin' for the week
But she's gotta be gone by mornin'
How awkward, suitcase
to sign me
Like Tom Brady im Callin up plays this Glock my linemen
They tell me I deserve it
Gon come in Perfect timing
I once was blinded by struggle ain’t
links that hardly play
It could be Auste, let's do this in a large way
I want to see the Amazon basing
To set out to gather my thoughts into a calm
know that I love their fabrics (Double C's)
This a new season, men's (Season)
My niggas young brown kings (Rise up)
None of us know about treason
Here we've got Avatar in the house
We've got Tom in the house
We've got Evan somewhere
We've got Lucas playing the bass I think
Wait no that's Tom
Ay, I'm pouring four like the seasons
New face to the game but I'm well seasoned
Yeah how I just hit the mall
And I spent like twenty bands
Off
Strippers are fuct, tweakers are fuct, your mom is fuct, and cocaine is fuct, your girlfriend is fuct, by my face shes fuct, by a dog shes fuct, by
beloved from a region undiscovered
I've been hovered over by black buzzard walkin' through public
Imagine the feelin' of growin' up, ten children
Stuffed
niggas try to make every mission impossible
Before I slide on em' while I but I ain't Tom Cruise
I'm just tryna stack as many opposites from when you
They fall with the swiftness
Like change in the seasons
1st of January 2023
Resolution made
We gonna get what's owed to me
Next month by the 14th
We had
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way,
Bells on bob-tail ring,
making spirits bright,
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh
Over the fields we go
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way,
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
pussy she leakin’, clutching my nina I'm tweakin’
Smoke on my blunt now your dreaming, surrounded by evil and treason
People be faker than seasons
man
Climb on my roof and talked to God
And He told me about His plans for the hash man
And he said I can be a goat
If I’m reincarnated by the Buddha man
cannot fuck with those (no way)
I put some racks in the bank
Smoking that gas and it stink
No bitch I don't wanna link
Yeah I heard you fuck for a drink
This one is for all the Directors holding it down
Handshake straight up wouldn't even exist without you all
I see you, working tirelessly without any
Some of you may know that the tango, Which
Is not a very popular dance anymore
Was at one time reputed to
Be a dance of unbridled passion
Back in
the reasons are
And i still don't know all the reasons why
Life got me passing the seasons by
Fucked up in the face like a fallen angel
Now i just sit back
I’m a believer
You ain’t gotta' do no convincing
I know he did it
Wasn’t by myself he was with me
I’m a believer
I used to wanna come up missing
But
Seasons fucked her
Then I bought the girl a bag for no reason
(Bae, what you want?)
I couldn't believe it (I'm trippin')
Come to find out her brother was
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