Lyrics:
You cocked back
You thought you had it planned
You thought you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran when you tried to blast that man
You missed him
name.
Well, I walked half way to Memphis,
I finally got back home.
But I'd been better off where I was,
'Cause here's where things went wrong.
name.
Well, I walked half way to Memphis,
I finally got back home.
But I'd been better off where I was,
'Cause here's where things went wrong.
pick what chick fi'nna come home
I bet you gon' learn to day, how 'bout that
Walkin' up out of here by myself
I doubt that
Go in hop in that Challenger
by the Frisco Bay
Reach out and take my hand love, peace serenity
Travel back in time my friends let that music set us free
Way back when
I'm making my way home to you
So Santa, hold on (Santa, hold on)
Santa, hold on (Santa, hold on)
I'm not going to leave you hanging by yourself
and they keep on bringing more
If it's just you and me on the floor
Go back and come in, I'll drive us home
Like we were just kids
Just, j-j-just kids
my old teeth back
I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater
And make government officials breathe harder than Darth Vader
It's the chicken
my 88 now we gon pave a way
The wagon we was in was filled with snakes
I can't go back, Im off to better things
The only person I trust, is that bitch
this some Tyson shit
Bob weave
Move your feet
Outrageous hit
No
Woah
I'm furious
What they thought they gonna do?
We ain't peers lil bitch
Soo-ooo
Back
roam
Which road am I gonna take to find my way back home, my way back home
I'm taking the high road baby, you can't keep me down
I don't care what
on,
Come on homes?"
I know a girl named Renee from around the way
She like to do it all day sippin' Alizae uh!
Sittin' by the "Dock Of The Bay".
Work touchdown, now he back in business
You got a problem we can fix it
Bob the Builder
Tool like home depot
It's on me, I'm carryin'
If you my man, you
and constantly misunderstood
He saw I had some talent but no way to sell it
So I went to fucking bed and in my dreams, he sent a message
A dark room, barely lit by
born in December, five days before Christmas day
Haunted by the ghost of the Christmas past
Didn't wanna blind him so I kept my wrist tilted this way
wheels and deals, she cooks the meals and soon it ended up just like before
Way back at home
He tells her what he wants, he tells her what he needs
He says
computer
And it didn't mean
Anything to me
Back then
And he also
Tapped on a table
In a rhythmic way
Kind of like
The sound of
Horses running
Kind
Can't say her name but we were two
I grabbed her waist and we would move
And then one day we were thru
And by the way I must be true
Cause all
"
Lets go to a party" muhfucka
Rap Game Bob Barker the price is right
Got diamonds in your fucking sight
6'2 the height and I smell like top flight
face photo
Get out of Kansas and visit some other states, Toto
Start following Drake's motto and stay so-so, yeah
I was rhyming on a track
Way back when
Watching bob's burgers
Dutch boy blu burger
Yeah we i s o you could
Say them guys is a merger
Keep ya connect wifi
They controlling the servers
Hit
got a attitude
I got the antidote
Baby I’m the kind of guy
You been praying for
Chilling by the beach side
Eating cantaloupe
Smoking on that bob marley
the man you should run 'em by
In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's
killed them
I'm the reason they still alive
They should be thanking me for the way I can lyrically gift them life
I'm a lyrical genius
Or possessed by
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