Lyrics:
or intruder?
The frail boy who lost his sister?
He was the last to surrender
He was ordinary not intruder
The sky's grey love
The wood pigeon or the collared
I saw
Another me
And we are the invinsibles
Drained and lonely
It's funny how it's always out of reach
I hear the wood pigeons and
I call my
the long green grass
Down at the bottom of the garden
Down at the bottom of the garden
There's a fantail flitting in the breeze
A fat wood pigeon in
The lily's withered chalice falls
Around its rod of dusty gold,
And from the beech-trees on the wold
The last wood-pigeon coos and calls.
stone cold knowledge
Two magpies rip my tree apart
They spot a poor wood pigeon with a stupid look
Surround him like a pack of dogs
I've seen this done
I wanna see what Brooklyn looked like when it was just woods
When pigeons lived in trees instead of streets
How could you ever know where or when
When I dial your number,
I need to make it longer.
Because you live in a neck of the woods,
That's backwards.
With pigeons for letter guides.
expectancy of a dog
Broke down in Halibu
This far from cobblestone
Your currencies are a joke
Lost phones on a path in the woods
Morph into spent shells,
know how I did it
Just pay attention
I ain't sold my soul
But still mind on riches
The lil fame I got
I'll feed to pigeons
Really from the woods
this wood and fly away like a pigeon
So I can chase the stacks and run it back
Like Devin Hester, Ima catch it and then run it back
I just want
the woods, into the woods
Into the woods, into the woods
She follows my hand, a map of veins
To the fork in the lo chow main
Her eyes get that mischievous
She’s born human, raised by wolves
Will she ever understand my world?
Born human into this crazy world
Then one day she wandered deep into the woods
Into
Exotic bags and perkys got me higher than a pigeon
They got steady tell me stop but u know I aint got no limit
Ima steady push this grind don't
(Ca$hOut)
You niggas ain't eatin', you skinny (OTF, Boss Up) (huh, go)
Yeah, I'm in the bowl, yeah, I'm in the bowl
I'm cookin' a pigeon (I'm cookin'
Vuitton don
Purple 24?s, yellow Lambo Im ridin'
Top blew the guts doors goin' suicide
Stuff in the wood
Niggas know we gon kill that
Blow it in the air boy
ridin
Top blew the guts, doors goin suicidin
Stuff in the wood nigga know we gon' kill that
Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' feel that
Purp and yellow,
it
Audemar it cost me some bricks
Thrity Glock in the party with sticks
Fucked her once and she pressing record
J Wood can't fuck with the roids
My
Yeah you eat me like an insect
I'm on my big shit
I'll hunt you like a pigeon
You better run quick
'Fore yo momma suck dick
And tonight is the night
When
bape jacket like a flamingo
She pulled up during quarantine guess my dick was essential
1killacam7 bitch I came frm pigeon town
Na I come thru lookin
suck on the dick lice a sip stick
I gotta lot to offer, but for you its good wood
Make you Chicken and waffles
She freaky as she wanna be, believe
wood make you chicken and waffles (bitch).
She freaky as she wanna be, believe it
I'm freaky as I wanna be
Pop in, what's in them Dickies? No
I'm juugin' up pounds, I'm breakin' down midget
I got the birds, pigeons (I got the pigeons)
They know who the fuck run the city (Nawfside)
I might
that, suck on the dick lick a sip stick, I gotta lot to offer, but for you its good wood make you chicken and waffles (bitch).
[Trey Songz:] She
Milez Miyamoto
Wood grain in cigar land
Dirt bikes out in Philly
Lean and cup up in my hand
Light the loud till you dizzy
Wood grain in cigar
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