Lyrics:
of never even been an Onyx, shit
I'd be somewhere sippin' Vodka and Tonics
Smokin' on a Marlboro instead of a Newport
I'd live in Long Island instead
things too
So I'll catch you on the weekend
Mondays through Fridays out, I'll see you then
A W-E-E-K and a E-N-D
And a L-O-V-E we were meant to be
bar
Play some Haggard and Tubb or Jones
Or Acuff or your's truly H W J R
Or anyone else just as long as it's
Country music those tear jerking songs
Fuck shit
Boy set on that fuck shit
Neva been neva
Outta touch w myself
Can always function
Everybody got a hold of something
Ugh fuckit
Gimme dat
Fuck shit
Boy set on that fuck shit
Neva been neva
Outta touch w myself
Can always function
Everybody got a hold of something
Ugh fuckit
Gimme dat
it before we completed it
Before we made it whole
How you put it all together with a blindfold
You're like a long game token that keeps the game
talked me down from jumpin' off the ledge
Your earrings bamboo, your long nails too
Your B.M.W. every time you came through
You was the braveheart
You
(W-w-w-w-word! You nuh See it? )
A SpongeBob and Patrick dem! ( Aye, Aye, Captain!)
Word! Street!
But me nuh know a who a trick dem
And me no ready fi retire
I can’t take no more L’s like I did last year (last year)
I been broke for way too long said this my last year (last year)
I just wanna hold some
Głęboko związany ze swym podwórkiem rap robię
Bym nie musiał w życiu dbać o inną furtkę
Spraw Boże proszę
Tak często zdarza mi się bluźnić
Tak często
(yeah)
So smooth (smooth, smooth, smooth, smooth)
Long Beach is on the move (smooth like the motion of water)
He's been watching you (he'll be watching)
(w. graber)
Blood the martyrs seed
An altruistic greed
And it all is lost... this is just a passing thought
Words too big to know
And fear you can't
only fear God
Know the weapons of the weak
The weakness of the heart
And never fall asleep
Once upon a time, not long ago
When the pusher man
wielkie ma
Patrzeć na nie chcę każdego dnia
Ciągle chcę patrzeć w oczy jej
I przy sobie chcę mieć all long day
Hello Katarzyno hello Rozalindo
Jestem w
a day in your world
Oh, how I'd live for a day as my girl
These days are long as ever
But somehow you're just better
At not letting time make you hurt
FARTHER ALONG
(W.B. Stevens - J.R. Baxter)
« © '38 Stamps-Baxter Music »
Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder why it should be thus all
boogie-ing he's been a boogie-ing with you
Ah I want to boogie w you baby
I want to boogie all night long
I want to move with you I want to move
I
kurwa w reklamach mała
W reklamach drogi fur itp już dziś
Ziom wykupię sobie całe Long Beach
A każdy kto chce beef ze mną
Zostaje unicestwiony jak ci
and long
Work when you finish that
Work I want your god damn tongue
Pa fouye bouch nan zafè moun yo
Fèzè fèzè
Piga w pale nan koze moun yo
Why why why why
the back,
from a Winston cigarette that was thumped into the window
Bobby Long was like Zorba the Greek,
Side-tracked by the scent of a woman,
Could've
(W-w-w-w-Wicked)
W-w-w-w-When my mom was sad, she played a piano
3rd row, in church for heartbroken sorrow
In school, I needed pens to borrow
All
Long for the days
No work and all play
Long for the times
Innocently blind
Life was so simple back then
Quarter water's when we're thirsty
Gave
A hardly has an appetite
And pokes at food too long
And B can barely bother
Because all the food is wrong
See likes only candy
And chocolate
Throw my face in the pillow now, hey
Daddy so damn hood, dang a lang so good
Like a foot long sub, eat it all if you could
Stomach like a surfboard,
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