Lyrics:
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
It'll out live us.
Aw mom, I need some long sleeved shirts.
You got
going down,
cnd it gets real real dark out here.
Remember? Long-sleeved thrift shirts that I used to mend.
cnd, bleached bottle blonde hair with frayed
she got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses
And makeup to cover a bruise
Well, she finally
she got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses
And makeup to cover a bruise
Well, she finally
brother, gon' start the sermon
All I see is green, call me Erick Sermon
All I spit is thermal, long-sleeved flannel
When I touch the verse
Don't touch
a long-sleeved shirt with horses on the front
And some gum and a lighter and a knife
And a new deck of cards with girls on the back
And I sat down and wrote
got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses or long sleeved blouses
Or make-up to cover a bruise
Well she finally got
niggas waving a stick like Merlin
Dominican flacko niggas in long-sleeved shearlings
It's more money
The floor model lookin' so ugly
Eighty-eight daddy
I am wearing a white long sleeved button-down.
the pink colors behind the clouds tonight
mirror the softer shades of your nightgown
the duck to the table
Uh, that shit was shining like an angel
I never trust a dude named 'Angel'
Long sleeved 4/5th's, turn them into an angel
Sky opened
I'm going down to Somerset solo
The bummer that you met in the long-sleeved polo
On the skywalk where the passers-by talk
Sassy upper-classers
your humble self, your time is dough / here we go! / shook and put aside / long sleeved and full of drive / you try to keep the warm, disarming smile /
wished for, Timmy Turner
This song is just for you and only just for you
Long-sleeved, hair down, and ever so cute
Your friends don't even mind when I say
And then I opened the door
And then I saw you had faded some
Wearing a long-sleeved sweat
You cannot hide
This is a second chance
This is the turn
married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses or long sleeved blouses
Or make-up to cover a bruise
Well she finally got the nerve
I know it hurts
When you wear long sleeved shirts
Just to hide all of your scars from his pride
You done probably thought about committing suicide
But
In the red cross shop we found a dozen old men's overcoats
The final long-sleeved underwear to tie-dye if we wanted to
That summer I wore espadrilles
Said you wore your heart on your sleeve but you wore long-sleeved shirts
Said you're a hopeless romantic threw me to the dirt
I'd say you were
Picturing himself among the kites
Spread his arms, forget the marks
His long-sleeved sweater hides
Bruises coloured in like northern lights
But there
got married that
Wanda started gettin' abused
She'd put on dark glasses or long sleeved blouses
Or make-up to cover a bruise
Well she finally got
on both arms
I'm forever long sleeved
No tricks, just treats
And I'm an educated nigga so
I think before I speak
I gotta look before I make a move
long-sleeved tie dye
Whippin' a Mercedes AMG '96 two door
600 alloy wheels on it, yeah
Eyes can't hide her desire, she on me
Heart on fire for Mr frosty, I'm
long-sleeved
Eye got an issue with your pistol bullets traveling at the wrong speed
People think they're privileged with no premonition
People need to keep
Big sunglasses hide your eyes
Long sleeved shirts hide the scars inside
Track marks placed between your toes
When it stops no one ever knows
Yeah
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