Lyrics:
friends
To share the ways and how you knew
That they will share the load
Then you can always go by day or night
You know that you're with folk, of course
I
a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue
party is heard in the background, and
'The doorman' asks: "Excuse me, sir, are you a member?"]
Blue September, the nights are closing in
Blue
Get a crib with a view, lay up in the bed make a kid, maybe 2
All my ex-girlfriends gon' have to get a clue
'Cause the rumors that you heard about is
would be, except for you
One by one you mended all the pieces
Of a heart that someone broke in two
You filled my life with
Happiness and sunshine
That I
blue
Umbrella sky
Then softer than
That piper man
One day, it called to you
And I lost you
I lost you to
The summer wind
The autumn wind
beds
'Cause all these years that I've been here
Nobody got past Red
Hear the warden sang come on somebody
Why don't you run
Ol' Red's itchin' to have
doing you
I can make her better though
You gon let him ruin you
Just for the record
Know, I wouldn't have her
Unless I could have the two of you
I know
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys
You know I
"What we doin' daddy? What we doin'?
Have you talked to him? Have you heard anything?"
I know this rap shit takes away our whole 2 3 years away from us
I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys
You know I
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on 2 Thessalonians 2:15, 2 Timothy 3:14, Philippians 1:6
I've been to the party and I left alone
And I've danced with
Blown down the highway
By two different winds
Lord only knows
When I'll see you again
You're 'bout as close
As the moon up above
You're my long
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
suck it up
And I don't ever do the eye
Till I did that thing
I bet you like a blue boost
Try a noose
Loosen the strap
Where the two metal ends
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
forsaken your baby?
Have you forsaken your husband dear?
To go with the Gypsy Davey
And sing with the Gypsy Davey
The song of the Gypsy Dave?
Yes I
full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
Good mornin' America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son!
on somebody why don't you run
Ol' Red's a-itchin' to have a little fun
Get my latern, get my gun
Red'll have 'em treed 'fore the mornin' sun.
I payed off
pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga 50 like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga, motherfuck you
out.
What you want.
I said look man, I'm John Lee Hooker, I sing the blues.
They said the President don't have time for the blues.
I said look
worse too
I'll murk you like I birthed you
You niggas small bubbles (baby), I'll burp you (hey, hey)
And spit you out and have your girlfriend slurp
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