Lyrics:
truck for my queen zee that's my mama I gotta condo by the beach
Flying on private jet sold out the dates, sell out arena slimelife go whack a rat if I
amount to a slice of lies
With a side of pain
Eish
Back here again
Land of milk and honey
But the cows slayed from dropped beef
And beds made layed in
With
I look at the trees in the fields which are melting
The cows charging in musical notes
The ash from the fire wood floats in the air and covers me
I'm
I look at the trees in the fields which are melting
The cows charging in musical notes
The ash from the fire wood floats in the air and covers me
I'm
Sunday morning, another day on the farm
Marylou, takes her stool, milks all the cows
Sunrises, over, golden fields
Hens gather, breakfast by the barn
stayin' out by the bay (Huh)
I be stayin' out there with my bae (Huh)
Cash cow I got the play (Huh)
忍者s Talk out they mouth
I can't hear what you say (Aye
would you expect
He still drinks cow milk (Get what im saying)
Keep a chick who’s ass about as fat as my imagination
Never running out of ways to get
blue ray
I run the town
Step out they like who's that
Lost in the gulag
Always buy me back
Feeling so sharp
Pinned in like a thumb tack
Dreaming
to refuel our aging souls
And by takeoff time we were outta line cuz everybody knows that
You gotta step out on the town sometime
Believe you me if you like
in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I
the rye
To degree. Don't mind me, I'm just passing by
Eyes are so blue who will dare to be behind?
Starting with simple questions like "are the kids
of crumble, blue feta
Smoked cheddar, melted mozzarella, stay on point
Getting that broccoli, crisp spinach and bok choy
On drilled celery, cosmic energy so
Well, I'm laid up on a creek-bank,
With a cold one in my hand
It's eighty-eight in the shade
I got the bait in an old tin can
An' ol' Blue's been
Is it true that young Forbes had to marry that Faggot
He met in the Vale of Kashmir?
Have you had any news
Or that chap in the “Blues”,
Was it
think so
I hope you get what you deserve
No no no no
You know no no no no
Who were you wearing last night, Mary, as I lay by your side?
Heard you sigh in
recognized by a spoon
Birds with empty refridgerators heated up the
children's chairsweat
There was no chance to drive the table without
a blue sock
Ay yo, I happen to be, I happen to be the Young Dude
With the hook up like Black and Blue
My milky flow's cowin these hoes, I make moves
True smooth
ass bitch blue long braids bitch please
It's about time that I told you
I don't care if you bitches don't speak, I don't love you
Listen to the rumors
I never made it to my Great Uncle's funeral
I was too far away but I chose the song
One by Buddy Williams that ends in a yodel
Like my uncle used
Black Supahero
Produced By: DialupBeats
Lyrics Written By: F.A.M.E
Let's Go
Ya kno wats going on this that timeless shit
This for every made nigga
a tooth
Might hit some hoes just by the two
Neef without no money
Like a tree without the roots
Li Hoe I'm dripping
Damn splashing
In the stu hoe imma
The moon is afraid to come out tonight
There'll be no dinners by candlelight,
There is an aura of doom in the air,
And a storm out at sea
Every
god
Blue-eyed Prometheans in the
Heart of darkness
Land of the monsters walk like
Quetzalcoatl amongst the conquered dick hard
Put myself in the stars
bond
By the way whatever happened to, word is bond?
The brother ak lied to me during ramadan
I'm taking no prisoners, takin no shorts
Still drink
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