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I see your face but when I reach the window
There's empty space the key's in the mailbox
The same as before but no one is waiting
For me
lately? Via mailbox these
Infants be calling baby! You don't
I'll darken your day my raps are shady
Still the best
I'll seal your death by spitting fact
for money
Where am I goin' I discovered
Can't nothin' save me
My next door neighbor's havin'
Convo with undercovers
Put a surprise in the mailbox
Hope
to think maybe you loved me, now, baby, I'm sure.
cnd I just can't wait till the day when you knock on my door.
Now every time I go for the mailbox gotta
the best business
So every month my mailbox got some checks in it
I'm getting money, that should aggravate my ex-bitches
Conway and Riff Raff, this ain't
a surprise in the mailbox
Hope she get it happy birthday, bitch
You know you shouldn't have did it
Everybody's dyin'
Am I next? Who can I trust?
Will they be
the grass I see him comin
From a mile away I start gunnin'
And everytime one drops
You can get a card with they face on it in the mailbox
See we ain't
every mailbox, there be a head with a knife in it
I'm gettin' hungry, I need to be fed
I feel like eatin' a bag of barbequed broke legs
Bustin' necks
it
You just make me lose my mind
Hey Mr. postman
Where's the mail
For my mailbox?
I wanna sex on the beach
And I don't mean on the rocks
mailbox, there be a head with a knife in it
I'm gettin hungry
I need to be fed
I feel like eatin' a bag of barbequed broke legs!
Bustin' necks with
love die mhm mhm
There's a change of address blank inside her mailbox
And the key she usually left for me is not here
Yes it's plain to see that she
they face on it in the mailbox
See we ain't that cool
Where you can play wit my girl
And try to get a free feel fool
Or conversate wit us alone
Then
I found your letter in my mailbox today
You were just checking if I was okay
And if I miss you, boy you know what they say
Just once in a very blue
then I lick my fingers
Well every morning I deliver the news
Black hat white shoes and I'm red all over
She's got a big mailbox, that she puts up
Got a message in my mailbox
From an old friend I hardly see
All it said was you were trying
To get in touch with me
And I stared down at your number
Waiting by the mailbox, by the train
Passin' by the hills 'til I hear the name
I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half and all I want is
then I lick my fingers
Well every morning I deliver the news
Black hat white shoes and I'm red all over
She's got a big mailbox, that she puts up
She's got underwear that shocks
O what a pig, she's such a pig
I'd like to stick a turd in her mailbox
Some people really have a lot of nerve
I found your letter in my mailbox today
You were just checking if I was okay
And if I miss you, well you know what they say
Just once in a very
Where your whereabouts baby? I care about you lady
And I left you all them letters in your mailbox waiting
And I ain't never plan to be famous
So
to go
Home
Now I can't wait to go
Home
Yeah, those numbers on the mailbox
Might be the same
But don't let it fool you
Everything's changed
mail in the mailbox spillin' in the ditch
It's nothin' but bills and we ain't rich
So they'll have to wait
Probably already late
I got you here
I found your letter in my mailbox today
You were just checking if I was okay
And if I miss you, well you know what they say
Just once in a very
That started to fill the Lisbon's mailbox
With pictures of high-end fashions and brochures for exotic vacations.
Unable to go anywhere, the girls
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