Lyrics:
Tree by Fall Out Boy
Jimmy Eats World Bleed American
Red Hot Chili Peppers Californication By The Way
Gimme Some Peter Bjorn and John
The Avett Brothers
a champagne cork
Females so horny and mean, sucking scales off of live rattlesnakes
My boy gave his girl money for groceries, she got a new hairdo
Women
Gervaise. Gervaise, oh no this
is, er, out in the front there is Simon who is supposed to insult the
waiter and he's forgotten.
(Simon runs past a waiter
gon be short.
Can't be envious tryna play king boy
Know I smoke and I do it for sport.
Getting finer not popping the cork
I know yo type b***h I'm
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
say she don't need me for shit,
She can't read me for shit,
You know how leaves just gotta fall off a tree she won't leave me for shit
(Verse 1)
I
split personalities
Who get get mo' cheddar
Come to find out he Barry Adrian Reese
Some nigga in a 'Hotel' in
A B-Boy stance, that's it
It gets no better
a quaver in A major
The people say what they need is a saviour
So take a fruit from the Asymme-tree
Thelonious planted in his day as a seed
The "bop" plant
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
up for a milli
I seen Warriors fall by the achilles huh
I put my life on this
I don’t want advice on this
They can’t put a price on this
The pressure's
Looks like you boys done fucked up
I'm 'bout to make my ex sorry that she ever left me
Murder everything she
Some vodka in her belly mixed with
ever make me small, like a cat-er-pillar
Why Didn't you blow, me like a cold winter?
Someday, you be like, The runaway horse
Starlight will falls into
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
brand new album
To Whom It May Concern
Yeah
Critics say I'm doing way too much
To be real I feel that I don't do enough
Shout out to my small fanbase they
learnt it from Biggie, yo
And got the chicks
That's why the shit rolled off one video
And I'mma go platinum off number two
And I'm gonna drop another album
the Christmas tree
One for all the streamers and one for Mallory
This girl wrote Santa and I'm sure I've been good
So keep an eye out, Santa's coming through
didn't get home on time
The fruit falls outta the tree
cnd ends up food for the flies
The end of the humble plums
That got over-ripened by pride
The Plum
(Oohhh)
(Oohhh)
I'm all about poetic justice
It means I call out fronting
I find it therapeutic when
A hunter's killed while hunting
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