Lyrics:
know
Whether Im here or not
I fear not
Cause Im here a lot
Just swimming in the blues
Swimming in the blues
Swimming in the blues
One shot 2 shots 3
the blu-u-u-ue
It becomes tru-ue now
Big clouds drifting by
Painting shadows on our rou-ou-ou-oute
To nowhere we don't care
Where to go from here
Or where to stay
one thing, i know,
The blues they send to meet me,
Won't defeat me,
It won't be long 'till happiness
Steps up to greet me . . .
... One two three
Eyes sky blue
Probably d-cups too
Skirt so short she can barely move
Long high heels too
Bright red lips
She's got a sweet ass too
I just want to love
could it not be true
If it's by Kbrokaysen
Colors gone bad
Colors gone ultra red
My friends ultra violet
Cause they all dread
My dreams ultra blue
Cause
no snake shit
I was 17 yrs old I was stuck in the matrix
No red pill no blue pill I was getting chased by some bacon
Got a call from morpheus he
Yeah
One, two, three, psycho bitches on the streets
Yeah they're coming for you under the blood red moon
Make your move, stay alive, no chance
that way
Where old red stopped I just stayed
In a room without a view
I met a one look girl in a two bit bar
I had a place, she had a car
I won
no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong by using this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
[Trick Daddy]
You know y'all going
even doing wrong by usin this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
You know y'all going to mess around and complain about slavery that was
that's why we so solid
Red to blue, to debt, to due, it's easier
To put a watermelon through the eye of a needle
This is done by choice, not by force
I
them by the cases
Cause once I cop 'em gut 'em and switch the laces
They all purpose ya heard me kinda like my daytons
give me two pairs
(Cause) I need
red dress
(Ooh yes)
(Outro X2)
Dusse-Dusse dripping on my blues (Dusse, juicy, Dusse)
Dusse-Dusse dripping on my blues (Dusse, juicy, Dusse)
I salute
Your bitch come slidin' by the two
You ran out of money you had to loot (Red dot)
Kickin' a lotta shit, Jesus (Bawk)
Your bitch booted in
kicks
She come to the crib
She wan lay in the bed
I'm countin instead
My Patnas is red
My fetti blue
I'm cooler than you
She wan do a xan
I hit up my
into your blue
Fall into your blue
Fighting it is hopeless, sinking in your ocean
Just like You designed me to do
Fall into your blue
1, 2, 3, 4
the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy, or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "You need a man who has got finesse
true, The Boy is Blue
Don't be confused, can't fuck with blue lives
Refuse to put my trust
In these corrupted red and blue ties
The lesser of two evils
enter two by two
And four by four
But we not square I'm sure that boy
What Rinzay "you know that boy"
I get it
Black like cof
loose leaf
Told that lil bihh that she cool
Red bottom dripping kool-aid
Got the top down playin Screw
Taking these drugs by the two
Rollin just like
wants to be right
But can't you see we're running out of time
Red versus blue
Red versus black and white
We're all fighting till we end our lives
So
to Camelot.
And sometimes thro’ the mirror blue
The Knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
But in her web she
to Camelot.
And sometimes thro’ the mirror blue
The Knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
THE LADY OF SHALOTT.
But in her web she
to Camelot.
And sometimes thro’ the mirror blue
The Knights come riding two and two.
She hath no loyal Knight and true,
The Lady of Shalott.
But in her web she
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