Lyrics:
want to walk away boy
And tear down the walls in this house
You used to tell me sweet things
Sweet things in the morning time
Now all you do is hurt
Don't you feel it growin', day by day
People gettin' ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh, we got to let the music play
What
This is it, it's time for you to go to the wire
You will hit cause you got the burnin' desire
It's your time (time), you got the horn so why don't
son is known to ball
I put 22's on everything I car
The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, the house hold
Hung out with Bobby - Ate breakfast with Whitney
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
everything that moves,
in everything I do
I can still feel you just as close as skin, every now and then.
All by myself, in a crowded room, on my empty bed.
A silver moon above my head
A thirsty dreamless sleep released me
And I reached for the phone by the side of the bed
Now the first time that I saw you I
now?
Got you hopin' for the glorious
Waitin' for that victorious feelin' wanted by all of us
Kneelin' and praying that the lord in us will help us love
a good time, a good time for you
Can you meet me by the lake
At the park, or in your room?
Can you meet me by the lake
At the park, or in your
Do you see the face on the TV screen
Coming at you every Sunday?
See that face on the billboard?
Well, that man is me
On the cover
down (bankrolls, yeah, haha)
Reach for the stars (it's all good)
You had a goal (come on)
But not that many (it's all good)
'Cause you're the only
real good, taking care of my folks
Roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short dawg in the house, I know you ain't trippin'
'Cause Life is Too
(Hey)
(Hey)
Woke up in the morning light
Today is the day that I do everything right
Now that I'm Queen, I've got a kingdom to run
'Cause
of my hoes ain't got no car note
Sell a thousand, scream, "Free Rylo"
"Baby, you should stop it," I know
Everything's a profit for sure, pilot waitin'
kill me, kill, me)
Ayy (kill me, kill me, kill, me)
Tossin' what you want aside for longevity, ain't meant to be
If it causes everything to collapse
PAINT-BY-NUMBER HATRED WASN?T HANGING AROUND ANYMORE
IS EVERYTHING A-OK IN THE USA
IN THE GOOD OLE USA
IS EVERYTHING A-OK IN THE USA
IN THE GOOD OLE USA
IT?S
you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, oh, hope you can swim good
Now say you hate homos again
I also represent anyone on the receiving end
Time goes by
And I've been holding everything inside
But now I've got nothing left to hide
When I'm with you, oh, you
But I can see
How strong
Seems like everything that's good in life
You gotta wait for
A cane pole bobber dancing on the lake
In tennessee
It's like sitting there really
Time goes by
And I've been holding everything inside
But now I've got nothing left to hide
When I'm with you, oh, you
But I can see
How strong
pet,
Be good and he'll bring you everything in your christmas alphabet!
Capital see is for the candy trimmed around the christmas tree,
H is for
the phone
I'd settle for a busy tone
At least by that I'd know that you're okay
A guy like you ain't meant to go away, no no
Now you're gone
There's
If you do, check this out
Ah
Sounds good to you, don't it?
Oh baby, I just got to let you know
I want to be loved by you
I want to be loved by
something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in
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