Lyrics:
said bet
Made us fishers of men
He said come follow me (Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me)
Yeah, Yeah
He said come follow me (Follow
you wake up, then I'll play you the Eddie Fisher record
West-side niggas is the craziest (craziest)
Summertime on the grind, baby let me shine, let me shine
Roll with this shit, I'm cold with this shit in my
set in finally (Elbow Eddie)
It's hereditarily... (Elbow Eddie) Converted
Elbow room
He rings his bell and there goes down the bell
To hell
Hair goes
he's
Rockin' it... rockin' it!
(Crazy Eddie) In my opinion, no.1 protege
(Crazy Eddie) There ain't a record that he can't play
(Crazy Eddie
and buried
Keep me around, look out you see jealousy
Hate and envy
In all forms, used to run around with Eddie
He was eating heavy he linked up
With Tre
it too
All his fans in New York loved him
There's no one above him
Here in the USA
I've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man
Oh how he could
it too
All his fans in New York loved him
There's no one above him
Here in the USA
I've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man
Oh how he could
Wade in deeper, leave it all behind and come follow Me
My Fisher of men
Through the rising swells I felt Your presence nearer
I felt the ground
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS (Instead of Sheep)
Eddie Fisher/Rosemary Clooney/Bing Crosby
(Irving Berlin)
from the 1954 movie "White Christmas".
When
a little closer to me, 'cause it's closing time
cnd love's on sale tonight at this five and dime
Eddie played the steel guitar
cnd his mama cried 'cause he
guaranteed to be on time
You're like me, you got good taste just look at my bod' and face
Microphone wizard is in the race and I am in first place
Cause
Let's Make a Deal at the dinner table
Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!")
Sign your life on the X
You eXit, X-off, but what you
I'm Sirius black thinking not you Eddie Murphy delirious
Been the shit you niggas Benedict
I can not trust you as far as I throw you
RIP to Larry
kisses, I give you remorse
What’s your name again
You told me I sound like Eddie Mercury
What’s your face again
You told me I look like Eddie Mercury
In
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS (Instead of Sheep)
Eddie Fisher/Rosemary Clooney/Bing Crosby
(Irving Berlin)
from the 1954 movie "White Christmas".
When
with state farm we don't fuck with jakes
I set up a mouse trap and he took the bait
Trust me in the trap house nigga you could make
Enough to get your
feet on solid ground
First was lost, now I’m found
Since I laid my burdens down
I’ve been free, no more chains on me
Been washed in His blood, not
Metallica, Youtube type beat shit
It's fire
Trust the process
I be in the oval office poppin' oxycodone
Noble people off his lies and tortured with some coats
and I promise It's loaded
Opp in my blunt and this shit got me floated
Fan ass niggas, they know who the GOAT is
EDDIE A BITCH AND HE KNOW IT
There's
in the streets
Make it hard for you to breathe, Parkinson's disease
And part of my beliefs don't make it hard for me to squeeze
I'm starting
You can’t short me out my money
I want all of that
Post up in them trenches where them
Killers and them robbers at
When I press that button, ain’t no
Eddie Snow made this
What
I be doin' me, usually, through the week
Eddie Snow, F them hoes, keep it movin', G
You see he a vet, don't even sweat,
he
Crying on the backroads, trust me I was more than lost
Grinding through this pain, trust me I don't give a toss
It's raining, it's pouring, these
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