Lyrics:
I'd hope to find you this morning
Talking to the trees
I could miss you, after what went down.
If false love could lie by you
While I'm
up your mouth, yeah
Walk, walk on over there
'Cause I'm too fly to care, oh yeah
Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep talking
twisted sideways
And I'm the head honcho, sport golden tonsils
Inventing new styles all the time like pronto
Four by four, runnin' over suckers like
jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits I'm clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, I told my mama I made it
Made a deal for
Jack feeds on the birds of night
Not even bubbies bicycling (two-by-two) can stop the blood and feathers flying
(Who got shot tonight?)
(Who got shot
work it love child
Work it, I'm talking overtime
Baby, can you work it, work it
Can you work the night shift, child
It's not the way that you're
Because I'm hard
I keep moving because I'm hard
I keep burning because I'm hard
I'm going over
Not getting by
Hard sense makes sense
Real pain is what I
South America does not exist|The moon is painted on the sky|Things sometimes fall up, but you never see|And everything you believe is
the galaxy
She took my heart into her hand
And signed her name with a flame
I'm not the same
Sweet sassy lady, I really let you get to me
Sweet sassy
say it again?
I'll be back in a minute
You can get it together by then.
What was it you wanted
You can tell me, I'm back,
We can start it all over
the world as it be Yeah I'm not a big fan this time
Oh see, you're all fed up like me Straight talking from the other side
They keep on talking
Just talking
(no),(no)
And not a day go by us,
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they don't even
beating your meat
Just, I just heard you guys talking about masturbation
I thought I'd show up and, I don't know, uh
I don't think I'm wanted here, so
the void
That's my favorite noise
Rest in darkness by choice
Think I'm heartless, fake joy
Suburban boy, nervous fish, I'm mister swerving coy
Got the same
I'm not talking about sweet feelings
I'm not talking about true love
I'm talking about your lips and your legs
Honey, I'm talking 'bout sex
I'm not
And now
Sit around talking
Drink some wine
I'm really glad you stopped in
Spend some time
You sit around talking
Thinking bout the past
It's funny
let me fall
You watch for who I'm friends with
I got tattoos, You forgive me
You know I'm so sensitive
You know I'm chased by women
You know my
Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made
Talking to demons that fly through the room
When I'm home late and she's gone out of tune
No more excuses, I'm being locked out
The key to her heart
thank Chase Young for the quotable
Never be in Jeopardy, never drive with potent potables
The whole scope of known emotion, I'm like seven dwarves
at the hardware store
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he just said "hi"
He was thinking
Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made
my mistletoe is gone
Snow White is after my seven dwarves, my styles, and after me Lucky Charms
So leapin' leprechauns, be glad I'm pushin' my pedal
Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made
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