Lyrics:
about you
Writing a song on this old guitar
Every time I leave my house, I end up finding out
That your getting drunk now, letting Brian up under your
When I was just a kid
My mommy used to teach me this song
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh yeah
This train carry no back-biters (This train)
This train
and run with chrome
My name ain't Edward Jones, but that's the only thing I want is dome
One by one, your homies leave, go to jail, some you ain't see
dinner
Clung to our lives
Are you inspired by struggle?
Nights that we almost died
You just bumpin' every song but this isn't your life
You just bumpin'
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
trippin'
Can't pretend when this is real as it gets, can ya?
If shit hits the fan, I Ron Artest niggas
This how I'm living, getting tatted in some house
comforted her.
Don t cry, Gretel, he said, I shall take care of you. I will think of something
Later that night when the house was dark,
Hansel put on his
of the ocean
But with a stone face
No place on this world that you don't belong
We're all quietly singing our own little song
But not out loud
Nobody want
Beatin' on the ding dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a gal, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding dong don't bother me
Beatin' on the ding dong all day long
I go around just singing this song
I got a gal, maybe two or three
Beatin' on the ding dong don't bother me
dreams and jumped inside
Pulling Malatesta from his suitcase
He lifted up his voice and began to sing
'My songs of desperation lead to action...
And this
with this song
I pulled an Elizabeth and I structured it wrong
But I'm sure that one day you can find someone
You can actually beat in a game of cup pong
thinking they a goat. It’s not what a nigga have, but what a nigga know. I wonder when the world will stop caring. Tired of being harassed by theses Toms
like I'm jesus Christ, but I'm not
And hopefully the nigga behind me
Don't have a knife
I'm home alone, and I got my own bone
This is my own song
It goes down when the lights go on
I put the key in the ignition when I be drivin' along
About to beat up on some skin just like I tightened a tom
So amazin
This shit so amazing
(Hahaha is this lucent?)
I'm so amazin
The aesthetic
At the house is goin crazy
We throwin crazy
Ass parties in
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.
Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can
Skillz, you know god damn well
You cannot do the 2018 year end rap up
Without
We gon' start this thing alright
Duval and Skillz in the house
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
This is my life
And I'm happy to live it
This is my life
And I'm happy to live it
Truly Turkey necking this idea
Of being painted by the same brush
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
wear Versace shirt they wear their ray bann
So they need Versace shirt happy is the nation
Dem play me song for tv and radio station
Dem a see me risen
salvation could be found in a song
They helped us figure out the rights from the wrongs
And just for a second
They made us feel like this matters
They made
Oh, females dads be trippin? for real
I mean, I'm a player with ma, right
And see what had happened was
I was hollerin? at this chick in front
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