Lyrics:
the mud
'Cause I've got ramblin' fever in my blood
I caught this ramblin' fever long ago
When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow
If someone said I
that whistle blow
I want to pack my suitcase and go
The lonesome sound of a train going by
Makes me want to stop and cry
In the still of the night
the mud
'Cause I've got ramblin' fever in my blood
I caught this ramblin' fever long ago
When I first heard a lonesome whistle blow
If someone said I
As I walk through the crowded
Street and blow up myself
I take a look at my life
And realize it's short as hell
'Cause I been blasted to so many
Bout that cheese I get no sleep
Always moving my feet
When you hear my phone whistle
Its like a money machine beep
Like a man I gotta get it
No fear
are the man
We going hard, this is Saxkixave
You gotta love it I’m the best of course
You see the green shirt and colorful shorts
We so colorful, when
I’m not gon’ keep her, it’s simple
My psyche don’t like her, stay clean as a whistle, mmm
I don’ want see her a little
I’m tryna keep my mind like clear
niggas on some new shit
When the all these "real" men start acting like the bitch
I'm getting rich
Getting it
Life too short
I blow this whistle
I'll
wanna be a runner up
Coming up short that is sad like a breakup
Gotta put my brothers on whenever I blow up
I know imma blow up
Let me switch the flow up
diamonds on me like a ref
Got the strap on me no whistle a tec
Uh, but these blue bands are official
Bitch came through I told her blow me like a whistle
the weight back instead he
Welcomed us into his apartment
Oh, this even better, two to the head, he's dead a clean get a-way
Niggas got paid
And yet
guilty
It's hard to come clean when you too filthy
No hurt feelings but the lies killed me
Destroyed by the pain then the pain built me
There's a method
and leave My Spanish Fireball
As that old moon was sinkin' low
I heard the whistle blow my train was pulling in sight
And so we kissed goodbye
The tears
and leave My Spanish Fireball
As that old moon was sinkin' low
I heard the whistle blow my train was pulling in sight
And so we kissed goodbye
The tears
to see who in there
A clean ass whistle shinin' like a solar
Feelin' like summertime, boy, you shoulda been there
Come on
Feels so good, feels so right We
Brown boy brown boy what's he gon do
Say nothin to the fuzz and they still might shoot
No joke get popped if you say "achoo"
Clean as a whistle but
"Have mercy on his soul"
They all play on the penny whistles, yes
You can hear then blow
If you lean your head out far enough from
Desolation Row
Across
get inna di vibe
Her coochie's tight, yuh mileage nuh high
Shorts fly and me see butterfly
Hey gyal yuh skin clean and yuh tattoos bright
Tek time,
look at me like ama dead boy
No one to call a friend, no single crush from the girls
Too dull, too cold, no vision, no mission
all i find myself doing
wanna let you in
I'm gonna ask again like, "Can you blow me?"
Nothing but "homies" (nah)
Count up til you get 40 (what)
That's too big of a circle my man
flies too low
You watched me burn
Toys with your thumb between my hands
It will would be the last one, I' ever meet your demands
24-7 on a big screen,
I'm all by myself, fuck them niggas, I swear Ion need no help
She blow dick like a whistle, I call her a ref
Walked in with a missile, and aim for
and clean as whistles!
NOTHING THEY CAN DO
When she speak Act like you listen
Dropping dick off like missiles
Smooth down to the gristle
TOO SMOOTH
Blood
“who dis?â€
‘Dis da “Queen cScP†brrrraaat!
I Pen barz make a livin',
Chillin'.
clean as a whistle,
No villain... But killin', in
Merkanelly
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