Lyrics:
years later, they still in the picture, that's tough (woo, that's tough)
Gettin' to the money, I'm gettin' some wit' you, that's tough
(Gettin' some
Forgive my emotions,
I know I left you broken,
When you always made me feel like I'm the one,
Now regretting the silence,
I can't blame your
Momma i’m a snowman
Can’t believe it’s Christmas time
Uh, I just really wanna see ya!
Losing my head to tequila!
Ow, I’m a snowman
I can’t believe
writing your name
Cold and exposed without you I'm standing in the rain
I'm a map with no compass. Lost the blood in my veins
Cold and exposed without you
They try to tackle me
But I'm still on my feet
Yeah I'm still on my feet
Through your legs like a nutmeg
I make you cum make you nut bae
Didn't
Wanna be a different kind of star
Wanna have a different kind of fame
Wanna know what all the people want
Wanna drive the whole world insane
I'm
And I'm still holdin' on to this one wish
That God above would let me borrow grandpa
For one more afternoon and one more fish
And I'd sail with him
Telegram Sam
I'm a howlin' wolf
I'm done drifting, I'm ready for living
I'm done drifting, I'm ready for living
With you
And though the world is big and wide
What I want is
I'm lookin out the window of our old address
Thought that we could change it
But it's still the same old mess
The red on the horizon
Your body in my
love but you won't love me
You switched up and now you hate me
Now i'm dancing with the devil
Now i'm dancing with the devil
Now i'm dancing with
I can't talk
Looking for something I lost
I can't stop
Thinkin' it's never enough
At all cost
I'm selfish, save me
From myself
I'm not who you know
Yeah I'm chewing this depo up
Had to get a bag yeah I had to run it up
Yeah you know that I'm in love
I'm in love with all these drugs
I feel like
On a low
I don't really wanna talk, I'm on the go
I'm just keeping to myself, I'm not involved
She be blowing up my phone, I press ignore yeah
She
(er-hmm)
(yeah)
(I'm high)
I can't help,
I've been falling in love
I don't know why?
Guess she caught my hands
(m-hmm)
I'm high and eating
collecting my fee
With the 48-tracks and the M - I - C
Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea
It's worth eight, but I only paid five point three
to flood the city
Tried to count me out and I'm one of the realest
Yea I'm one of the realest
And they know it thats why they gone envy
Ain trippin in
All this drip come mop it (come mop it)
Fendi kicks I'm rocking
Your girl here she know I'm bossy, bossy, bossy, bossy
Tuxedo Zanotti
Chardonnay we
Soul shit nigga singing Sam Cooke
Soul food nigga I'm a whole cook
Soul train nigga make the crowd jugg
There's a real thin line like a whole crook
I lost myself again
Like the dead of the night, the dead of the night
I'm on a chase of fate, as the world rushes by
I'm bound to collide
Now I
on shining only on the insideThe hopeful dark is where i hide
I don't feel anythingI can't face my dreams of youI'm a part of something elseI'm looking for my
has made you blind
'Cause you're full new emotions of a young and foolish kind.
Show me you're a woman
'Cause a woman has the kind of a love I'm
You said he makes you happy
Well I'm happy for you
And you think I meant to hurt you
Something I'd never do
So baby why you always talk like you got
Ha ha ha ha
Yeeeesssiiirrrr
(Lil Steve got the juice)
Oh dang that's your girl? Guess what...
My name in her mouth like a dentist
Yes sir I'm
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