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on the rise
Commercial airplanes, falling out the sky like flies
Make me wonder what secrets went down with Bob Brown (?)
Who burnt churches to the ground with
honestly
I need your love, I feel like Jodeci
Tell you a secret but you gotta' promise it be one you keep
Like close your mouth and never speak
I just been
goin' on (someone speaks in background) about, but 'e didn', but 'e didn' deserve it. All 'e's tryin' t'do is relay a message from me to you, right? N' 'e
cling to a ramblin' rose?
Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me
Oh, tiptoe from the garden
really ‘gotta ask
Let me count it up, ‘ion even see the math, I anticipate the moment it's a thing of the past
For me to get by, I really wish that I could
a lightsaber
Put the force behind bars call me darth vader
Is this love three little birds be jamming
Bob marley and yoda prolly puffin on whammies
Win or be
me one last time
I promise to never
hurt you again
Sit down
take a minute
Don't turn away
By let me hold your hand
In front of you I stand a broken
weak
Have me walk around, talkin' backward with stutter speak
Like tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh, buh buh buh buh
Butter pec', make my nutter weak
And ya'll
on your lips
I love the way it feels baby when I do this
I say oh, everything (everything that you do, it makes me say)
I say oh, baby yeah
When I run my
matched by my outer well-being
My inner peace and harmony are matched by my outer well-being
I am worthy of love
I am worthy of love
I am worthy of love
social distant, hoes like, "When you not trippin'?"
I duck the party, who said they saw me?
Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
They gon' judge your
What Love Left Behind
(Written by Sonny LeMaire, Rob Crosby & Kenneth Mims)
(EMI Blackwood Music, Music of Evercountry, Ticket to Ride Music)
can't feed me, all of the guys and the family tree
Late night , I've got to stack up my mils
Now you know my love for this drill thing is real
I just want
getting sidney crosby hat tricks
Man with no patience
Less than most caucasians
Teacher i'm too high i can't read these equations
So give me another paper
motherfuckers pull it (Damn)
They done got me started
Pour me up I'm going crazy
Friday night time to party
Just like Swiss it's time to roll
Rasta baby
Bob
to speak
I love to feel the heat coming out the peace
One false move and ill push the beat
You all lose if you fuck with me
Its a rat race dont rush to speak
pull up in a coupe so
I'm not gon' drive it too slow
These bitches always ask me out sorry I don't do duos
Showing love they fake it
Bitch can you
Wants to keep me far from You
If it wasn't for Your love that holds me
I would give in to the
Magnet of the world
When a compass pulled by magnetism
[Intro]
*Jesus loves me, yes I know*
Our Father, who art in heaven
hallowed be thy Name, thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
*For the Bible tells me
apart
Speak once again of my love, my own.
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
cool when ya with me
(Aye)
(Aye)
I been fuckin' with you for a lil minute
I must admit, you the realest
Keep the tool when ya wit me
Like Bob
Yeah yeah I love to laugh
To have a little gaff
Til I laugh right off my ass
Like they put me on the damn gas
Yes that's right I love to chuckle
I
San Antone
Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
Why in all the world am I here
Cause I do love to hear those Texas fiddles
And dance and sing
or the bye way
If I fuck him Thursday bet he love me by Friday
Imma cut him off, if that nigga too excited
High class hottie and I'm higher than a pilot
Bitch
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