Lyrics:
Making money onna road
Stackin up
Every destination
So much blue bands
They can't fold
But my eyes red
I been blazing
I can't lose
Blue eyes white
White Sneakers (Better Than Me)
Love sounds great when they describe it
But nothing's right when I invite it
you treat your white sneakers better
White sands stretched out as far as the eye can see
Found buried by the sea
The heat of Allah son will crack through Antarctica
We ride blue whales, you
living within
Put your white hat on and go fishing today
On the riverbank tangled in blue
I'll be there white haired hands shivering cold
By the fire
living within
Put your white hat on and go fishing today
On the riverbank tangled in blue
I'll be there white haired hands shivering cold
By the fire
Malcolm X would be proud this white bitch is getting black mailed
Blue wide cracker named Ginny, and skinny
And Obama wanted change, I threw a couple
chained up
gotta move cautious in the field cause it get dangerous
I cant get caught up cant get tangled
So don't Change up
I thank the most high when I
on repeat
Day to day I swear it's all been the same
I wake up in the morning an all feels ok
My eyes light up it's been a beautiful day
I went to the blue
Popped a Percocet I take it by myself
Uh
Roll a wood then I face it by myself.
Uh
I said I face it
(Hold up)
My shit be day for day
I be puffing on this
liked the blue donuts so I got her the...
This bitch pulling up with the classic mood swings
I was really thinking 'bout getting her a ring
All we wanted
thing that he had made, and, behold, it was the best thing he could do.
Finally, after sleeping the whole weekend, Leonard is waked up by his old friend
to hate?
We can all be great
These bitches brainless, they mute
They can't relate
Bum ass niggas always rude
Tryna' bash a bitch
Minds is screwed by
don't rain
40 p's 40 new faces as I cross across the state
Lost my white boy to that fentanyl when we was living great
100 bands feel like you rich
And ninety second segments officially produced
And aired again, and again, and again
By the little black and white pawns of the network yes men
Well
venture head strong with all your trusted crew
Don't wanna aim high to land up in that ocean blue
Don't let the world hold you down for the positive things
seen that light glare
I know you walkin' up to Heaven on them white stairs
Why I can't just pull up to your crib and see you right there?
Nobody love
All I talk is blue hunnids you don’t speak nothing (speak nothing)
You don’t speak nothing
Boy ya’ bag look funny (Ha Ha)
Steady counting up this
there by your side
Red lips, blue eyes and little white lies
Oh darlin' the things you put me through
But your little white lies are gonna catch up
Alright, okay
How you feel?
Feeling great
What ya want?
I wan' do it to death, what's up wit' you?
You know my steez
True indeed
Say it loud
Black
children
And then their children
And then their children
By then let's hope this place is still around
Maybe even for their own great grandchildren
To be
children
And then their children
And then their children
By then let's hope this place is still around
Maybe even for their own great grandchildren
To be
Patties by day, cooking meth by night
Spongebob Walter White, Spongebob Walter White
Spice up the kelp fries with a bit of Blue Sky
Spongebob Walter White
different bitches
Pull up with 10 different flavors
Pull up v10 without no top I see the drop on they faces
Red flannel, red laces
White bitch, red lips
Blue
her
Black girls wanna give it up, wanna give it up
White girls wanna give it up, wanna give it up
Spanish girls wanna give it up, wanna give it up
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