Lyrics:
the houses I've built came crashing down around my ears
And we got a long drive home
We got a long drive home
We got a long drive home
And I'm damned if
Ling: Gonna drive my love inside you
etc.
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth
Rev. Jeff Ling: Come with
amends with your friends
I just get nothing
I guess you never meant anything that you said
Music is the only one
Music is by my side
Music will
thinkin' about my opps
Thinkin' how can I stop me a nigga when he breathin'
When a nigga play with me, I ain't lookin' for my phone
I ain't finna drive
them
Will create an understanding of what the word real means
Us and never eyes one of your greatest attributes
Others before thyself as long as thyself
drive their Mercedes to the mini-malls and take a lunch
Or network with you or drive past and kill you for no reason
These are my ghosts: Uncle
It's been a long day, but tomorrow I'm paid
Been slavin' and workin' hard, prayin' I get a raise
This that drive slow music, in traffic textin' bitches
with Tetris if your block neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up with my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed
haven't shared this with anybody
But myself and two of my friends
So just sit tight it's gonna be a long one
But buckle up and enjoy the ride
Let's go
I
Your call
I've been waiting here all night long
You been coming on to me so strong
You wanna feel right so wrong
And I'm waiting for it
Your call
timin' is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part
you acting like you ain't already know what it is
I don't like when you drink, you don't act the same
And your stupid guy friends always been a pain
I
Casamig
With her best friend off Peachtree Street
Magic City, lemon pepper wings
You know where to find me
And you ain't gon' ever find this type
robots, passin by, everyday (I'm seein robots!)
You drive in Hollywood, long hair, Buick Regal
License in California, ID's phony not illegal
your keys
With friends like that you don't need enemies
You wonder how long it was all going on
And you're still not sure if you're glad he's gone
your keys
With friends like that you don't need enemies
You wonder how long it was all going on
And you're still not sure if you're glad he's gone
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
by what you drive
They're judging you by what you drive
They're judging you by what you drive
Life is a long conversation
And love is a call that
just got older, still on the corner with they pride
Well let me tell niggas something, I'm so glad you alive
Long as you got a breathe, a pulse, nigga
I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you're the one I want
I want to drive away with you
I want your complications too
gone that's regardless
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First
you're in your ride pumping it up
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Just remember
(Cars ride by)
It's Cool
(Cars ride by with the boomin'
you're in your ride pumping it up
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Just remember
(Cars ride by)
It's Cool
(Cars ride by with the boomin'
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