Lyrics:
Where in the hell's the snowplow?
Down 95
We'll come alive
And by the time we get somewhere
Near Savannah
Give Winter the slip
It's well worth the trip
black
It's about to get real grimey
So somebody say "DJ, pull up the track"
Ow, shut this down (come on)
Ain't heard nothing like this since "Pow"
see her words
Stagger and fallin' on my muddy tent
Well I picked them up brushed them off To see what they say
And you wouldn't believe
'Come around
In the evening when the sun goes down
Folks all hurry to the edge of town
At the bayou bank they stand and wait
In the clear air
Soon the water
Mi wife, she a walk an' cherish me
I tell you, Sunday morning
She a give me cocoa-tea
I tell you, Monday morning
She a give me green tea
I tell you,
Ebba, please don’t worry
All of your dreams will come true
Ebba, please don’t hurry
You’ll find the perfect teacup just for you
She looks him up
baby he stay on that New York shit
You seen Weezy coming down on that forklift
And money ain't a thing, unless he come up with
Then I'ma have to hit
the dalai llama
Like whats up brotha
I heard you're in town
Figured I'd come around
Cook up, some sound
Roll up, some ground
Make our rounds around town
up
Starks your bleeding
Nah, his blood fucked my white leather up
Ten G's down the drain
Yo hurry up, we got to get him up
Get the sheets son, let's
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town
Starlight by the edge of the creek
The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down
Money's gettin' shallow
breakfast caz we head a cocoa tea
Yardman nuh play
Have gal everywhere
Deh pon her knees but nuh think say she a pray
Up dat hill like Jack and Jill
Gal batty
This nigga to give it all to me with the cut
Get the door
Yo whats up? What you need?
Hmm? Yeah
I'm out
Hop in the '6-3 Chevy, countin
to jam) oh yeah
I was at the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
Door bell rang, who could it be?
Thought to myself
so y'all niggaz don't grab
Chorus: Loon
Come on, come on, come on, yo
So get your back up off the wall
What, I said dance, come on, come
somebody stay
Just by wanting to want somebody
Go on and let your guard down
It's time to run this town
Not giving up not going down tonight
You got
grin in his eye
He said come on hurry on down, let's forget our troubles
Just jump in my space hot-rod and take a little ride
So now I'm not afraid
put on my best show
Tis the season!
Tis the season!
Sweaters
Drinking cocoa by the fire
Blankets
Sheets of cookies too
Save me
Family's coming
And I
inside my head won't let me go
I know you won't forgive me for the things you'll never know
Come back to me sweet autumn, can it hurry up and find me
Somebody's watching me
and now i'm nervous and i shouldn't be
Somebody's got their eye on me
perhaps i should invite him up for tea?
We saw him
Somebody''s watching me
and now i''m nervous and i shouldn''t be
Somebody''s got their eye on me
perhaps i should invite him up for tea?
We saw
sweat
Or put your house on the line and I can cover the bet
So hurry up and come get some, if you want some
You know the phrase, scared money don't
This is an open letter to Mars
Or somewhere out there in the stars
Please come down, and hurry soon
Come this morning or afternoon
I hear your call,
yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains
[Hook]
So hurry up because I'm runnin' out of clip
Runnin' out of time
in no hurry
whatever i'm sposed to do
i’ll fix it up tomorrow
if tomorrow, if at all
mmm, we’ll have a party
thought you might like to come
never get
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