Lyrics:
into a newt.
BEDEMIR: A newt?
VILLAGER #3: I got better.
VILLAGER #2: Burn her anyway!
CROWD: Burn! Burn her!
BEDEMIR: Quiet, quiet. Quiet! There
people, Brown people
Native American, Indigenous people
Cause we're all saved by the blood, but don't label me as a thug
For the record, I got love for
Ass round skin brown, Lord, you know my weakness
What we on? (Oh, you the next, Price)
Executing and repeating (wow, wow)
Count the blues then repeat
safe and sound
cnd singing it out,
I got my Baby Blue Jeans on,
We're having a sing song,
Sitting by the fire,
Waiting for Delilah,
My Baby Blue Jeans
a candle to her
My blue jean baby
She got a little hole right below the pocket
Showing off a little skin
She don't care if they get a little dirty
be posting that her baby a star
Roll with some niggas that carry the dog food and they put it all up in the gar
Check my account I just got a deposit
concealing the shit
4 gun cases, I'm still with the shit
Backlit, wood wheel when I whip
Got her right up on my lap, that's a real nigga risk
And then feel
mashed up on the glass, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga coming down with blue and purple
Coming down with the 5th in the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much
mashed up on the glass, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga coming down with blue and purple
Coming down with the 5th in the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much
sheʼs merry
Iʼm in love with your complexion
Girl i mean it , The way she brown got me
Feeling all the breezy Ms Malaika i love her
cnd her pigment Cause
dream, yeah
Money talk like I'm Charlie Sheen, yeah (Wop)
I'm a blood but I got on blue jeans (It's Wizzop)
Nigga act so tough it's startin' scene
In
"It's okay" been a minute I admit
Told me that she got her Heart stabbed by a prick
So, second time turned into a Tarantino Flick
She a Jackie Brown
a bar in there
Even your seeds had a benatar play pen
Your moms is taken, she got shot during number runs
A visa, jeans, buck fifty when a drilla comes
She changed it red now she ridin' in my charger
She wanna marry me, I told her maybe one day (one day)
She paint it blue so I turn her on to Pee-Wee
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
love back into your late night
Ain't gotta be nothin' more than one more drink and maybe
I can take the blue out of your brown eyes, baby
Woo, mm, oh
everything will be just fine
I got your back and you got mine
I got your back and you got mine
So baby, let's not waste no time
I'm not bag now, I know they
tops, blue jeans, tan top, brown eyes, jaw drops
When I see you in your blue dress, dancing
To the same songs that got us in the mood
To roll the car down
know)
Cuz all that shit i like it (i know)
My lil baddie baby upped her "L,s" to drive me crazy
Upped her spells to fuck ona daisies
Upped her blues gon
mercy, baby's got her blue jeans on
Up by the bus stop, and across the street
Open up their windows, to take a peek
As she goes walking
Rockin' like
baby's got her blue jeans on
Up by the bus stop and across the street
Open up their windows to take a peek
While she goes walkin' rocking like a rolling
in her jeans
This bad B got drip, no drown
Looking boujee and her skin tone's brown
She wanna do Bonnie and Clyde up town
But I just wanna jeet
baby's got her blue jeans on
Up by the bus stop and across the street
Open up their windows to take a peek
Y'all she goes walking, rockin' like a rollin'
baby's got her blue jeans on
Up by the bus stop and across the street
Open up their windows to take a peek
While she goes walkin' rocking like a rolling
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