Lyrics:
slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
I want to start things out by giving testimony
Cause one of my friends got ill seriously
Now the doctor told him ain't no way you gone' live
a kiss
Always got mad when the class was dismissed
But when it was in session, I always had a question
I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my
jonahed?
The talisman is in my hand
Limbs fatigues, trembling with cold
Blinded from the sea spray salt
Clasping anything we can hold
Heaven's rain
yourself cause I can't save yah
Know you see me in that Rolls Royce, glass house, that nigga, hands down
No givin' up, no layin' down, all red, ant pile
My
Go my way and I'll take you by the hand
Believe in me and I'll do the best I can
I can't be anything but just what I am
I can't help it if I'm in love
jonahed?
The talisman is in my hand
Limbs fatigues, trembling with cold
Blinded from the sea spray salt
Clasping anything we can hold
Heaven's rain
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
your hands in the air)
Well, my name is Ciara for all you fly fellas
No one can do it better (she'll sing on a capella, oh, come on)
Boy, the music
slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
[Pharrell Williams] Yo, wave your hands in the air
if ya came to party (party)
Get down, baby, we get down. Neptunes, Most Wanted baby, we get down
the world to me
And tomorrow I'd ask the Indian chief
For the hand of NovaLee
Dad's trembling lips spoke softly
As he told me of my life
Twas then he
Tommy Lee
I make drug money, nigga, I make blood money
On my third passport, and I'm geechie as fuck
I got wet stripper pussy at the airport
I got
everything we feared that we were breaking
By trying to hold them in our hands
You were kindled by the dials on the dashboard
Your tattoos like the stamps
on her face
She's got little hands, and she waves at me
Ya, she smiles at me
Well hello world
How you been
It's good to see you, my old friend
Waste No Time
Lyrics by Robin Lee and Starr Duncan Lowe
©2022
Waste no time
No longer in line
Hearing the call of the chime
Leaving behind
Folks
and the waves.
When the storms of life take me by surprise, and my
faith gets swept overboard, I hate it when I give into
all my fears instead of trusting in You,
ours, caught in ghetto tragedy
I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee
And recognize the importance of family
Hand me a joint, good music, and room to breathe
found a ship and that I live in town
Before we share that cigarette, in waves of love, we'll drown down by the sea,
My long-limbed salt-teared summer girl
his daddy's trunk with ice and beer
Yeah he was always stealin' the old man's car
Radio never came in too clear
So I'd hang out one on my piece
everything we feared that we were breaking
By trying to hold them in our hands
You were kindled by the dials on the dashboard
Your tattoos like the stamps
must lie close to the water
So the waves can lap at me
And cool my limbs the roar of
The ocean is in my ears
And the sand is shifting beneath me
the middle
Somewhere between my heart and my hands
Somewhere between my faith and my plans
Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves
It`s the way it`s been done since the old days
It`s hauling by hand ten miles out
from the land where their chow waits
All the days get so lonely
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