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drunk off henessey
I'm past this shit, but you can never be a friend of me
I'm that sassy bitch, but got that big dick energy
I can tell you miss me, by

that's okay 
I can't hold you back but I still hope you miss me all the same

Well I hope you miss me just as much as I miss you 
Hope you think about me

gonna switch sides then come back
Talking about you miss me
What fucking sense does that make
You miss me how about you miss me with your bullshit
Bitch

you
Come back please
Im empty
I miss you
Set me free
I love you
I love you
I love you
But the camera cant see you
If Im not gonna be looking

I Wanta Sing

George Jones

The Songs I Wanta Sing

1995

Concerning that great speckled bird
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
They were the sweetest songs I ever heard

I wanta sing about
The thing that make me

And by the time I hit the highway
She called to tell me goodnight one more time

And she'd say, "Love you, miss you, mean it
Boy, I'll see you when I'm

It's that Arizona sky that I've been
Missing all the time and I thought
You were by my side, and now I miss you
It's that Arizona sky that's got me

Come come to me (To me)
Come come to me we still young (To me)
I still waiting but not for long (Not for long)
Should I move on or make more songs

don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all

Writer's Room
Writing about you
Of how I want you
Of how I miss you
I love you
Writer's Room
Boy, you been my muse
For these love songs
I write 'em

at sea
Watching it pass a little boy by the coast of Gallilee

Sometimes I want alcohol and alcohol wants me
I'm shouting at his birds to pass this message

gonna give up
I miss the statue
King Casper coming at you
Crying tears for ny
Drinking beers in li
I'll never hate this plae
I'm never Savin face
I'm

No Mississippi boy
Make 'em jealous
Getting messy with they misses boy
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
Make 'em miss me boy
It gets messy when you messing

Write You a Song

Jon Pardi

Write You a Song

2014

tonight

And then I'll write you a song
You might hear it on the radio
Baby you never know
But it's gonna be just about you and me
How much I miss you

The Ballad of the Hulk

Jerry Jeff Walker

Mr. Bojangles

1968

cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow

Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had

I swear my shorty, she the one for me
Lil' boy you under me
Put on that facade, but best believe I see what's underneath
Talkin' out your neck but

hope this song brings you closer to me
Even though I’m not around boy you know I’m still down boy I miss you
Yeah I know we face time but when I can’t

And you think about who would be with you
And then there's Donoghue
Mm

Daddy, I miss them
I'm in the mountains
I'm probably running away from

You mutha fuckas ready for a dope ass song?
Oh!
Ooooh!
I don’t care what you say about me
Cuz at least I’ve got my dignity and my identity
And I

would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was

I just spilled my cup
I was tweaking spilled it again
Uh, can't trust nobody I'm on my own
It's me in this life of sin
Don't try me boy I'm on my

Stackin' money
Boy, I'm stackin' G's
I stack it like a G
I stack it nice and neat
Yeah
(Ugh)
Tucked by my hip
I'm packin' heat
(Packin')
Call me

I miss you
Rip my baby boy you know we miss you
You spose be here wit me I had plans to get us out
You ain't neva ask fa shit you ain't want no hand

Enemy encounter me, I'll finish this
Hit on perfect timing, I don't ever miss
They be asking me about my level up
Told 'em, it's a different experience