Lyrics:
good stuff
Mix a perfect drink in a Sonic cup
How to lean back, fake a yawn
Stretch your arm round her shoulder
Pull her closer til she let you lean
Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group
and her love
Seeking guidance from above.
Amber waves of grain bow in the prairie wind.
I'm hearing Willie singing on the radio again.
That song from
hey, hey
That pussy like doves in the wind, hey, hey
Pussy like doves in the wind
I will make you beg for it
I wanna see you call out
Sit back
Well, the day I was born the doc couldn't believe
I came out cryin' Chattahoochee
Didn't take too long after that
For the hair on my head to grow
they come tryin' to
Censor you like that one line I said on "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP One
When I tried to say, "I'll take seven kids from
Radio
Back to the Future 2
Daniel Day Lewis
Sunsets
You know it when you see it
You know it when it's there
Like Michael Jackson Thriller
Like Farrah
(Dolly Parton)
Thumbing for a ride by the edge of the road
With a brown paper bag to hold my clothes
But tonight I'm going home where I belong
If
breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more
Lookin' back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times
That's not your job
Now you dead up in the dirt, right? 'Cause that badge is the mob
A big blue gang, how do problems get solved?
By incendiary devices,
like pussy on my penis
Devil’s kitchen in Phoenix that’s
The heat that
I’m bringing where the shade at?
I’m LA radio and good music, boy
I don’t play
It's been a one man show that I been runnin'
On a two way street for love
And I see no end to the dead end (dead end)
'Til you come back home
go for the floor man
Woo, that's controversy
Yeah I said it, and I show no mercy
Superstars watch your back
Yo D, your game was whack
Nuclear
The good times are free and
Nobody can take that away
Oh yo eh
Come and castaway with me
Pour me another one
(Smiling in the islands, I've been)
Make
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
with my heavy burden
No, You cannot condemn me
I won't buy your bag of goods
You've got nothing for me anyway
That's why I pray
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin too loose or locked too tight for a man like me
I might take it slow, 30 through town
But on a back dirt road
Girl, I put the hammer down
and this entice them how them joke the same
So I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
Hey pretty baby are you ready for me
It's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee
Well I'm just outta Austin bound for San Antone
With
sing along and take me by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
to gotta take it slow
When I find my piece of mind
I'm gonna give you some of my good time
Today love smiled on me
It took away my pain say please
All
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before, it's yesterday once more
Lookin' back on how it was in years gone by
And the good times that I
didn’t! Then you went
To look for aliens
Me and Kid Cudi are aliens right here
Bro! The vibes is back!
Aye, John
Take it all the way back to the beginning
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