Lyrics:
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
To being falsely accused of abusing her in a way
How could I touch her if I loved her?
You all think I'm insane
But shit, you barely know the facts but I'm
up to me as we've caught each other's eye
As we step out into winters eve you stop and hail a ride
I'll say ''Where you goin? Take me home.''
We could
here to sin
If Eve ain't in your garden, you know that you can
Call me when you want, call me when you need
Call me in the morning, I'll be on the way
here to sin
If Eve ain't in your garden, you know that you can
Call me when you want, call me when you need
Call me in the morning, I'll be on the way
the holidays
All you had
He packed his bags and tossed your heart like trash
Left you on your own
On Christmas eve alone
So let's go rip those stockings
Off
on Christmas Eve
So tell me what did I do
Was it the way I didn't let you break me
Was it the way I saw right through your lies
Was it the way I called you out
a bullet in my own head, it's my death
So when twelve o'clock jump on eve of 11/9
Suicide
Just as I thought, a bright light
Greeted by friends
understand that i ain't been
Bought up by the
Blocks and steamsI know you sitting
Waiting contaplateing all the ways
You plan on stoping
Eve well i understand
Something I'm getting used to
But you changed so soon, are you sorry too
Hoping you found someone else
While I'm good by myself your happier without me in
apple
So with all disrespect
To watch him burn like a
And get hung by his neck
Don't need no hammer
Give a fuck bout no tech
You won't get no help
Put My Cassava For Your Body Oya Oya I Put My Potatoe For Your Body Oya Oya Akudo Nobi Joke Oh Oya Oya The Way You Dey Do Me That Thing Dey Sweet Me Oya
though
Now do you want to go home
Or want to spend Christmas Eve with me
My life is in slow-mo
When I'm drinking hot cocoa
Outside it was so cold
But you
Seen dry bones in the valleys
But we've got dead bodies in the pews
Everybody just wanna be happy
But we don't like that we go to choose
What are you
her secret specialties
The...vibration of her love frequency touch you before she touches you as you enter into your erogenous zone
You are her
baby to be your Santa baby
That's on Dasher on Prancer on the way that we fly
I would live under the mistletoe and kiss you for life
Making angels in
knowing I got places to be
We on the cyclone cause I'm
Tryna move by the beach
I don't like the way you fold
How you s'posed to be my bro?
Catch a nigga
Like you said you would
Cause you don't love her
But your little girl really needs you, oh
Christmas you weren't with me
New Year's Eve you were
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
on track
You know who you fucking with
Summer pass shorty see me for the fall
Shorty wanna fuck on me only for Dior
I knew it by the look in your eyes
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
Should have been done by now
But you didn't know how to handle the feeling
Should have been done by now
But you better go your way, go your way
Bro told me don't get attached cause she
Gon leave
Go and find my love way out the states
Not Germany
And I heard that she shallow so now I'm
Going
don't you tell them how we first met?
Okay, enamored by the thoughts that I seen (okay)
I take my fingertips, I run them smooth through her seams
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