Lyrics:
of you
Cause it just takes me back
To the night I met you
Down by the river
In knee blue ripped jeans
My favourite shoes
You splashed the dirt at my feet
blue-jean eyes
Your voice at the end of the night
How you say my name
The way you crave golden light
I've got you memorized
I got you memorized
You don't have
blue bill, blue bill, Billie Jean (Oh)
I ain't never heard nobody say- (nobody say-) was fire, all I heard was cricketing (Cricketing)
B- off these
the Alex McQueen for a thousand
They keep on talking 'bout What kind of sauce you got? kid, like, I got thousands
Hold up, hold up, blue bill, blue bill,
, feels so good
"Picture of you in your pink top, tight ripped jeans and there blue,
not just the colors caught my eye, it's you
In the hush of dawn's
that's true; your jeans are shining a navy blue.
I’d stand out, in the cold rain, just to make everything stay the same.
Connected by two magnets
I got a girl named Boney Maroney
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni
Oh, to see her rock and roll with her blue jeans on
She ain't that fat,
on beast mode
My niggas winning
Some blue doc and some weed smoke
My niggas winning
We still live by the G code niggas winning
My niggas winning my niggas
When i'm getting rich i'm getting gas by the kilos
Swerving in the car we going fast down alamitos
Blue cheese money on my fingers got them feeling
And the U's for the unapologetically blue collar boys
That N stands for nitty gritty in the dark
By a creek bank sipping moonshine as we spark
That
the things you do
Lately I've been feeling blue, but I just gotta see it through
Brody told me never trip, just stack the revenue
My life like a living hell,
She calls my name
She could be all I'm ever gonna need
She's like a beauty queen
In just her t-shirt and her jeans
She could be just the one I've
let your head down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sombre and lonely,
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside,
(Just
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pouring out of the dance
Bright blue, down-filled sleeping bag
Got it rolled up and thrown in back
Pair of jeans and your hiking boots
And that cute little black swimming
grey Mexican suit
The blue eyed traffic can sashay by
'Cause tonight the sailor boys have hit Shanghai
The kick-out traffic goes creaking by
I smash
Blue Jean Baby's got her hair tied back in a ponytail
Just ditched her man now she's ready to let her love set sail
Everybody finds a reason to stay,
Title: The Hay Is In The Barn
Words & Music by Darrell Nash
2016 Darrell B. Nash
I grew up in the country, with its big blue sky
When I think
after cartoons, we're headed for the Horn Springs pool
when I get in that water I ain't coming out, I'm gonna stay until my lips turn blue
Then we'll stop
with my niece
Opp on the block & he blockin' the street
Mama ask why I got blood on my jeans
My life a movie & this just a trailer
that bitch ain't bout
must've figured out by now
After everything I've said he must've figured out the truth about Sabrina and me
He must realize that I am Sabrina's father
Then
cartoons
We're headed for the Horn Springs pool
When I get in that water I ain't coming out
I'm gonna stay until my lips turn blue
Then we'll stop
fuck And she responded with a nod
I'm on gas, I'm on higher things
We get so damn fly, we need them higher jeans
I get so damn high, I'm seeing higher
setting fire to my feet
My mama always told I could come back home but I don't think I can I been gone too long
Holes in my jeans
My boots are busting
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