Lyrics:
homies
Why? Cause all the homies on me
Hey yo all the digital gonna have to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town
I love it girl
Yeah
Right
Usher baby, okay
Yeah man, right
There goes my baby
(Ooh girl, look at you)
You don't know how, good, it
Feels to call you my
Until I met this girl (met this girl) who turned (turned) the tables around
She caught me by surprise
And I, I never thought I'd be the one breaking
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
doin' a show with Kanye in the West
Mid that is, so basically the Chi and M.I. is up in the mix
We in the game now, it makes perfect sense
The kid that
The engine passed at six o’clock
And the cab went by at nine
The longest train I ever saw
Was nineteen coaches long
The only girl I ever loved
Is on that
youth
On the alter of acid.
Thinking these gifts
Were sent by the dove
All for the trip
Accompanied by love.
Gentle young girls
Holding
rolled on and the months rolled by,
She left me all alone.
Now I remember what my momma said,
"Never trust the girl on the Greenbriar shore.
had no real good loving
Since that girl said goodbye
You know I hate to see the sun
Hurry to the west
'Cause I know my whole life's
Will be one
THE GIRL TURNED RIPE (AND THE PICKERS CAME TODAY)
(Merle Haggard)
« © '65 Tree Publishing, BMI »
Well the girl turned ripe and the pickers came
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
Raised to be a lady by the golden rule
Alice was the spawn of a public school
With a double-barrel name in the back of her brain
And a simple case
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts
how wild it gets
When a girl at the party when she backin' it
Now this girl dance freaky 'cause she passionate
If I ask for some chips, then she
Maybe when we're older
We can try this over
Lovin' on the sidelines
Another one of my kind
Robson girl
Sit down by your daddy
Robson girl
Not long ago while dancin'
Our eyes by chance did meet
Though you were with your boyfriend
You swept me off my feet.
So foolishly as I cut in
West end girls
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's a gun in your hand
It's pointing at your head
You think you're mad too unstable
Maybe when we're older
We can try this over
Lovin' on the sidelines
Another one of my kind
Robson girl
Sit down by your daddy
Robson girl
She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus, and America too
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too
And it's
girl in here got to look me up and down
All on Instagram, cake by the pound
Circulate the image every time I come around
G's up, tell me how I'm
Typical girls are sensitive
Typical girls are emotional
Typical girls are cruel and bewitching
She's a femme fatale
Typical girls stand by their man
I've seen her type before
She's so dangerous
That girl is so dangerous
That girl is a bad girl, yeah
I see you got that fire
By the way that
The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach
The cars hiss by my window
Like the waves down on the beach
I got this girl beside
to kill
You can make all the money in sight
But you ain't livin' a good life
'Til you put a girl in it, you ain't got nothin'
What's it all worth
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