Lyrics:
from a waitressing job at
A Red Lobster after
She followed a couple who had taken her
Pen into the parking lot and then
Flipped them the bird i asked her
better scat down to the launder mat
Wash out all of them lipstick stains
Tidy up the house a bit get everything fit
Good thing she isn't comin; ' in by
better scat down to the launder mat
Wash out all of them lipstick stains
Tidy up the house a bit get everything fit
Good thing she isn't comin; ' in by
on the job by doing it on the job
By doing it on the job
You can always learn better by
Doing it on the job by doing it on the job
By doing it on the job
Even
Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky
Nigga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max nine fives I,
Walk on the moon, flow
Throw your muthafucking Cincinnati hats in the sky
Nigga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max nine fives I,
Walk on the moon, flow
the pedal in that hood
I sit in the back of the room
Legs crossed, melting wax
Another free drink so soon?
All good, knock it back
Red lights, heart
as laughter, red slaughter
Eaten by carrion, Sharon Bateman, fate, and Al's hair,
Red sardonyx, red fingernails, lil' Red Ridin' Hood, MATADOR,
Crucifix, red is
to see the judge's credentials.
you're only as good as you look, I'm always told.
red right, white left,
famous or nameless, what'll it be?
cover
performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped
as laughter, red slaughter
eaten by carrion, Sharon Bateman, fate, and Al's hair,
red sardonyx, red fingernails, lil' Red Ridin' Hood, MATADOR,
crucifix, red is
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
scrape it by til then
He’s workin odd jobs, on and off
Til somethin comes up
And twiddlin his thumbs
Still workin odd jobs, on and on
Good God
And in
Damn, man. I’m broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your
Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like
Chapter One
I can feel the raw flesh rubbing
Against the inside of my heels
The blister just popped
Good! I hope I bleed all
Over these wretched
and it came with the gun
He gonna keep talking, we shooting for fun
We gonna keep working, the job getting done
I got a whip with the bloody red guts
Yeah
it? (We good)
You did a good job (it was scary)
Good job
I'm good with that yellow, yellow (drank)
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga (drank)
I'm good with that red and yellow, nigga (pour up)
Purple
the mistletoe
Ugly sweater with cigars, Flood squad different smoke
Red alert
Today was a Good Day
Ice cubes in my cup 'cuz I'm thirsty
Christmas is on Monday
I'm
the boss, and you ain't getting the job
If you gon' talk shit, put a at on it
I'm the king of this shit and that's facts on it
If the song is good, then I
And shing-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling
Yeah the party's out of sight
We want to say good night but we wish you
All would sing a little with us first
Show you what to sing
"A little red
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
you by my side and you need me too (I need you too)
Holdin' you down (yeah), holdin' you down
Promise me you'll never change up
(Promise me you'll
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