Lyrics:
through the tailgate towns
Find us a spot, watch the sun go down
Steal a little kiss, turn this truck around
Don't it make you wanna roll your window
Did you say, I've got a lot to learn
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Starting
don't need anybody now beside me to tell
And it?s all affirmation I receive but it?s not
She's adorned by the beauty but she don't like the spot and she
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
over fine lines
The curves of a feast
This is our secret picnic spot
Turned inside out and made pure
By the heavy wind and rustling leaves
From now till
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
I'ma turn the radio on
Find a little spot to let go
Get a little good time gone
'Cause this is an
All nighter
I get lost with you
Running through every
There's a church in the valley by the wildwood
No lovelier spot in the dale
No place is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in
moon and stars was born
It's hard to explain how these pyramids formed
Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
Mcs I'll be burning, burning hot
walked out of
(What now?)
That's the perfect spot for our love
(What now?)
Right by the door I walked out of
(What now?)
Just to remind you of what you
on the top one day (one day)
Con paciencia y vaselina
El elefante se la metio a la hormiga
And that's the slogan I live by
Me, I hang out in the hood
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's
the beauty
With your fist marks on her face
Your buddies all stood by
They bet their
Fortunes and their fame
That she was out of line
And you were not
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
There's a spot in my heart,
Which no colleen may own.
There's a depth in my soul,
Never sounded or known;
There's a place in my mem'ry,
My
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop
There's nuts and there's crisps and c-c-cola
the beat’s really hot)
Right on the spot
(Dance dance dance right there on the spot)
This beat’s really hot
(Dance dance dance now the beat’s really hot)
Dance
Reservations for one tonight
I'll be eating by myself again
At that quiet little corner spot
Where we used to hang with all our friends
before long it passes by but not until I want to die
'Cause what I'm strung out for is a place to cry.
I don't need a lot just some quiet spot
That
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
as a token
One little plaything carelessly broken
Remember the night
The night you said, "I love you"
Remember?
Remember you vowed
By all the stars
for longer meet me at our spot
Caught a vibe (What now?)
Baby, are you coming for the ride?
(The ride, the ride, the ride)
I just wanna look into your
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