Lyrics:
That's right, Public Enemy number one (One)
Twenty years
It's been a long and whining road
Even though time keeps a changin'
I'ma bring it all back
shopping spree
I can't even lie
You a side
You a fucking go
Still put my number in yo phone
Text me when you make it home
We just off the gin
Off the gin
We
if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
'Cause my clique hard and my cup cold
My tongue
Mo
You know?
I can catch a tiger
By the toe
Make Em holler cut
Em throat
What I know?
I don’t even know no more!
I got Gin and Juice in my left
Big
Cherry to my blossom
Vinyl to my cotton
Sapphire to my gin
The warrior to my win
I can't begin you're intoxicating
I'm locked like a prisoner
You're
peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
Sittin' on the bank of Holy Creek down by the county line
I can hear the sound of Old Boss and Lazy
Catching the westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Gonna leave while I've got my peace of mind
On the westbound number
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
by the band the Gin Blossoms
I accidentally saw them once
Hey, I get carried away
But it's easy to be unafraid
When you're so critically disdained
on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
She said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
So I
To the high school, North Side where the players rule
I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch
"Can I get your number?"
"I got a man"
To the high school, North Side where the players rule
I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch
"Can I get your number?"
"I got a man"
Def
Blossoms in the wind I understand where my hopes went
You wanna be number one
For how long?
Oh
Everybody wanna be champion
So hold on
One second
smaller
A lesser a number an empty soul
This is what I live for and I'll die for
A forceful change, a constant adaption
To a life so merciful, so honest,
about me? The garden doesn't lie, just like your worried face, Mr...”
Edward. Indeed, 'm troubled by one thing. In a few days I will have a difficult
code
I got e bro
By the people
I gotta see though
I don't compete though
This is C4
Going C3 or 3PO
I got few POs
I got a PO
What's a PO?
That's a Public
Tell ‘em suckers I’m a champion
Check da numbers I’m a champion
Never settle for a silver medal
Or a gold when I’m going platinum
Tell ‘em suckers
Up by the road a daffodil grows
And up in that tree is a lavender rose
Smell the orange blossoms, the lemon, and lime
And I'll show you heaven if
a brew, see what I can run through
And half naked in the summer, I'm collecting numbers
I tell 'em keep it on the under, waiting for the sun up
Go down
every day
Cognac is cool, but I'm on gin (on gin)
Santa bought me, a new Mac-10 (yeah)
Yeah, Click shit makes a motherfucker's night
niggas listen
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
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