Lyrics:
He’s got a short sleeve button down
He says baby don’t you frown
If you’re looking for an ally well don’t look too far
I’ve read Sylvia Plath’s "The
I was in Tahoe, on the California side,
waiting in the lobby at 665 1/2 Frontage Road
when two extra-blond, short-sleeve, button-down
button on your sleeve
I tell you come here, you say, "Meet me halfway"
'Cause brothers been poppin' that yang all day
Around the way, you're like
Short shorts, long sleeves
All my brothers wanna flee
Man they go and take a knee
And run the clock out
Inside
Off the walls
Had a ride I would call
sleeve hiding aces
Ok it's time to fly from the bird nest
The world is bigger than you thought got you perplexed
Always coming up short holding goose eggs
as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war
I'll know no war
Galbraith took his pen
Galbraith took his pen
To break down the men
To break down
walk with it
Short little ting. She was five-foot suttin'
Heels on, ghetto, she was dressed in The Hundreds
Crop-top hoodie, she was raised up in London
and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard
for short bussing
And if she real I'm finna take her out on tour busses
Last night I swore I dreamt I pushed the sport button
And made her come to me
trouble since I was a teen
But for this money I could never unroll down my sleeves
She weren't into me now she don't wanna leave
My yungen said he fell in
No khaki shorts
No basketball shorts
No jorts
No joggers well joggers are fine actually
Yeah
Me and Dom, we're about to throw down some bars about
just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
'Cause I keep the beats
mean coat with zippers
Bearskin robe dragon with Versace slippers
Around the fireplace we breathe, shirts are short sleeve
We stayin' up all night
I'm over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams of the west coast
Palm trees
Short sleeves
Ridin three wheel motion
buttons
See-e-e-e how I work it
I-I-I-I get what I want
Like it or not
You look at me
I-I-I short circuit
You make me lose control
It's automatic
sleeve
Fell in love oversea
Ass fatter than a peach, uh
Ocean water kinda deep, uh
Rolling up out the reef, uh
Put me down, shake the sleep
Lasting
sleeve
Fell in love oversea
Ass fatter than a peach, uh
Ocean water kinda deep, uh
Rolling up out the reef, uh
Put me down, shake the sleep
Lasting
a disease
It leaves me brokenhearted
A little bit a up, little bit a down, then we go and turn it all around, baby
Cause I wear my heart on my sleeve
I'm not
gotta shook up, shook down, shook up all your lovin'
Perm in your hair, or even a curly weave
With your New Edition/Bobby Brown button on your sleeve
gotta shook up, shook down, shook up all your lovin'
Perm in your hair, or even a curly weave
With your New Edition/Bobby Brown button on your sleeve
gotta shook up, shook down, shook up all your lovin'
Perm in your hair, or even a curly weave
With your New Edition/Bobby Brown button on your sleeve
up with bomb weed
Khaki shorts and long sleeves
Don't say much but all the bitches want me
I don't say much 'cause the money talk for me
Grab
true
We'll always be connected, baby
Like a button to a sleeve
And this lullaby
Will send you off to sleep
It's hard to imagine
My life before
steps.
How im coming I might cash out on landscape
I need mine right now dawg that’s a mandate
Short sleeve got the button up new inventory
And we got
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