Lyrics:
Flying coast to coast like Zion
Love to see the beauty fuck her with the light on
You hang out with sheep
I be with the lions
I don't ever sleep
me at the lake around ten (Come through)
Meet me at the lake around ten (It's cool, wanna kick it)
Meet me by the lake at ten
If I'm not there just
want to listen to it
But your music
Man
That's what I can get down to
Your Mother's Favorite Rapper
Ho-ho-ho I love it
By the way
Tell your mom I said hi
It's your call, I'm right here, just standing by
You cant lie, you can't die, you can't be right
Everything is wrong, you're not enough to save it all
too long
Bamboozled by love
I said she fooled around too long
Now I am mad and getting meaner
I am here and she is gone
And the reason you have not seen
With a lot missing
cnd only a little found
I did life by me, myself and I, till I got a message from above
Then God picked me from my knees and said
panties, I'm hittin' it raw
Steal from a nigga, I look like the claw
His ass just like Stevie, can't say what he saw
Don't care about her feelings, she
Feelings take time
Unless you pretty
And I'm not
Stomach in a knot
Leave the block
For the Summer
A camp called Alaska
Tried for NASA
But no spots left
In
I watched you cry
Bathed in sunlight
By the bathroom door
You said you wished you did not love me anymore
You left your flowers in the backseat
I know you've heard it all before
But I'm sorry for this three year war
For the setting up of camps and wire and trenches
I'm sorry for the other
Kyrie left Boston
Like Kyrie left Boston
(Uh)
Do a nigga cold Steve Austin
(Uh, Uh)
Baby do you know how I'm feeling
Writing some lyrics and counting up
Give me some time to get out the city
Niggas where I'm from
Don't show you no love
Not til you under or come up from above
Nigga try shoot me now he
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My
the judge got Wyclef confessin
"Yo, I murdered Steve Austin," now I'm wanted by Bionic Woman
Women bring you more miseries like that movie
Stress go to India,
eye
In the beginning they say Eve bit it
They're still sinning
'Cause they letting every Tom Dick and Steve hit it
Therefore I'm quick to not
They asking "Bank where you been?"
I said bitch I go by-
Left off the scene for a lil minute they like "Bank where you been?"
My camp been under
Lately I'll be feeling a whole lot of hate
Anger busy pressing on that pressure plate
Yes I love all the designer things
Fuck you if you hating them
Vampire burning bridges up by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got
banger feeling like I'm not even trying
Feeling divine in the 209
These numbers just multiplying
Towards love we push
All my wheels just keeps spiraling
cold Steve Austin
Everyday I'm flexin and flossin
I do not take no precautions
Play wit these beats like percussions
Stepping to me that's a caution
summer, yeah, yeah (feeling goes on)
This is a summer of love (feeling goes on)
And the love will go (cool summer, summer, cool summer)
dont love me for me, yea that lil bitch issa tramp
I dont fuck wit anybody, i might set a camp
Poppa told me, fuck em all, son, man you champ
Bitch im
that this is a mid-life crisis
I know me, I know my motives, yea, and they are pure, passion
And I love me some me, so, everyday
You can listen or not
ive been feeling low lately and i wanna end myself
no one can rescue and im gettin lonely by myself
im gettin lifeless and the referee never rings
Discuss these loves not a feeling by steve camp Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In