Lyrics:
the 18th horror concept
I'll meet those men that Jeff Bass tells a tale in the track
Watch your step, ‘fore ya both legs ripped off by the chainsaw
While
Pied-piper, your music weatherman
It's love o'clock ya'll
And ya'll listing to the sounds of the chocolate factory
This next one goes out to the ladies
it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout
fucking around
But I know this how you show love
So I can't hate you in a track
She miss how I'm poppin my shit
& I miss what we had in the back
Jump!
The love scene
on the screen
started up my life's wild ride yeah,
Losinu0027 track of the time,
day or night? wet or dry outside?
yeah, yeah, who
why I hold the past for
Overtime, can't rewind, flying towards that fast forward
Life's moving quick so I'm learning from this crash course
Speeding by
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Copyrights : This was writen by Hugo Marquez & the intention of confirmation
Of full Copyright’s.
Chorus: Flourish amongst
[1a:]
Tell me I'm only dreaming and I'll believe you
Can't see how this could be true
Surrounded by feelings I hardly recognise
I look for
stereo
DJ play the track on the radio
If you dey feel this jam wow let me know
So I could do it again all over again
Damme chicks love my bust cos
I am
Love love love got me dreaming about
I got this love love love got me thinking about you
Gotta take me higher, there's no denying
You're the one, I'm
side
Look at the caboose
Now get loose
Train ride
Stay right by my side
Train ride
Stay right by my side
Now get loose
I got my love on track and I'm
maybe 5 years When I got me some mills and a crib By the sea
Hate me or love me it really don't Matter cuz Imma still get it, by any Means, by any means
out here in plain sight (I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I)
I can hear them whisper as we pass by (I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I)
It's a bad sign, bad sign (I, I)
Something
borrow a billion
Mediterranean by a village (woo)
I'm surrounded by cocktails and beautiful women to kick it with (woo)
Yeah, yeah, I'm in this bitch,
or anyone
I die by the gun, my life has just begun
Thought I was livin all along, but I was wrong
This long road I have to travel in countless battles
Well, I'm talking about
Love on Christmas
I wanna be surrounded by
Your love and let me tell you why
You're the type I want in my life
Forever
Puerto Rican
What's the season
N****s my son on a Saturday
Don't know the reason
Don't want love all this money I'm seeking
I'm slept on these these n****s
starting to crack,
If you're out to get me,
You're on the right track.
Hey!
Hey, hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Hanging on by a thread,
Come
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
And your growth is admirable
But hey I would of love to hop on this track
Nigga this a stick up pick up
Put the fucking information in the bag
I see you
Its late night, going 95
Lost track of time
Riding through the night
Don’t wanna see no lights
I been living nice
Turned off my device
I like feeling
shit
(that raw shit)
I like it
(I like it)
I loves it
(I loves it)
Here we go
It's j.a.y l.I.b Dilla dog hold tha track
Hold tha backs like ya
to prove
To all the liars and the doubters on your own side
But maybe all this fake love was on your own lies
Tell me I'm wrong but if I really didn't care I
Loud pack vac Sealed, love the way the pack feel
I be running shit, I turned this track into a track field
Little nigga flow sick, now I got the track
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