Lyrics:
and the sky as the hours roll by
Ain't it funny, how the world seems to be back there in my dreams
All I see is my reflection in your wild and winsome ways
back, so ease off or I'll squeeze off
My clip, please don't trip, or we's gonna flip
The House Of Pain makes clouds a rains
On parades, I wear shades when
the mornin' (mornin')
My bracelet cost like 40, yeah (yeah)
That's shit funny, that boy countin 40's (oh God)
My swag so important
Off-white collab with
rolls
I must have ham and grit's
And my woman does look good in her T-shirt
Standin' in the Georgia rain
And the new south, thank God
Is still the same
I'm old I'mma spend my days
Laying with my girl on the beach in the shade
Have every single thing I can name
Thank God everyday I don't sleep in
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
a bright and sunny day
When you drive across the USA
You're always on the back of my mind
Nothings gonna rain, gonna rain, gonna rain on our parade
Are we
I see you I'ma beat your ass, so go 'head and file
I can tell by your tone you think it's funny bitch
Where the fuck is my money bitch? You ain't
thing
And you won't get to sleep 'till dawn if it don't rain.
It sounds so funny when you say my name.
You oughta come home tonight but you won't.
I
the times when I was your only man
And she don't want to remind me, she knows this car would go out of control
Brownsville girl with your Brownsville curls
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker
What can i compare you to, a favorite pair of shoes? Maybe my bright red boots, if they had wings. Funny how we animate colorful objects saved.
supported these dreams
Always stay right by my side, trust I notice these things
Even way, way back
When my buzz was still like bee stings
Broke as ever,
ain't none (yeah)
Speak of the Devil
It's attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun, vrrun, they run
on my grind
but i think ima call her mine
Chorus: (2x)
Girl, I just wanna talk to you
And i dont think you gotta clue
When you around its so hard
have
Pink lemonade, relaxing in the shade under the sunny sky
Pink lemonade, watching the parade going by
Sweet summer girl, I wonder what you would say
and beautiful
Bit of a rebel
But I love my country like a fool
So I said "girl
You don't seem to play by the rules
You can drown or fall in line
But I won't lose
on Saint Mark's place
Hell, I'd double-cross my mother if it was whiskey that they paid
And so an early bird says Nightstick's on the hit parade
And he
This town was built on muddy stilts
By the lunatic parade
Well, it rains like Revelations
Gonna wash these freaks away
Some girls wanna hold your
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
and tell me a story
I don't care if you think its boring now
I just want to look at you
Said I just want to look at you forever now
Sounds like rain
funny
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny
change
you're pissed off cause you're not custom made
don't let them rain on your parade
Today will be different than yesterday
ooh ooh ooh
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