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butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got

boy, I got pimp bones
I been thuggin' ever since middle school
Got caught with a sack, got sent home
Got a broke bitch in my DM's, I just act like I

Stay

Devlin

The Devil In

2017

Jordy and man like Bill anything don't matter
Why the hell would I wanna go home
I'm right here in this Spaniard city
Sitting next to an English rose

common ground is comparin' the government
I don't know today's math, I jot fractions
My righteous name come with dead mans, so stop askin'
You not

Down In Mississippi

Patrick Verbeke

Autour du Blues [XXI-21]

2004

As far back as I can remember
I hate to have to plow or hoe
One of those long nine-feet sacs
Standing by that old dirt road
Down in Mississippi

can save the world maybe 言葉はいらない
口ずさみ la la 歌おう
伝えたい what else can I say
笑顔になれるよね oh yeah

特に説明なんていらない with my guitar
感じるままに yeah 叫ぼう
By myself

waste wood
to help 'em from deep hole
people thank her that
"without this bridge,
we can't even get to the mall"
but another day it collapsed by
fat guy

butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got

or Jordan, hooping or recording, all posted by the light pole
Not too bright though, Moms sent me home before the lights dull
And they told me don't cuff

That's why I'm on the road wishing I was home man I had to leave you alone

Then she said boy you need this dough and
I'ma be okay boy you know it

by the G
Formula 1 the way she drivin' it, but I don't split the pie with it
I'm just servin' her the D, like a janitor with keys
Ain't no point in

sacrifice on the outskirts of home
Hooved demons lay waiting
For the end game
Oh yeah, oh yeah

When the rats come crawling in
Evil witches come

sympathy for I have no more room left to stand. 
Well I sat in the driveway for hours 
For months, and for days, and for years with no end 
Well I sat by

don't know this
But life's a train ride and we are all on it

Pretty homes all made of marble stone
Line up one by one to say hello, hello
They are

trips
But it's not by chance, ain't talkin' lucky dips
Just kinda funny how it started from FIFA clips

Used to pay for the games, now the games pay

I keep hearing it's just a matter of time 
Losing my mind, woah 
Part of me might never come back 
Trapped by all o these ghosts I left here in

the streets 
And all the young girls worried about is being on fleek 
But when they go home they mom tryna  make ends meet 
Man, see this shxt get deep
I got

die asleep
Ah!
Vomit drowning
All brought on by vodka downing
Gin & tonic now and
Mix it out with Lomza how in
The hell, do we ever think this ends well

down but I've never not risen
Team by my side
Green on my mind
Just wanna see pride in my mama eyes
And see all these haters that said I wouldn't make it

to tell me what I want 
Could of moved to Brooklyn could of moved to LA 
But Minneap is home where I midi map my poems 
to clouds and romanticize the rain

just a friend
Don't flip the story around me
I spoke to all your kin
I know the fact of the matter 
Your faculty aint been breach
If you gon lie by your

and phone
So I can get my ride and recollect my thoughts at home
I called Josh and Ally Al and they said come down
Like how? When I'm all the way across town?

If only you could see me
when you look out to sea
Gigi
In a glass house by the ocean 
above the sand
you live well but you'd live better with a man

found you if I kept my mind severed from
Datin' outside my skin tone, we been grown
But we know home is where the heart'll go
So we confused, thinkin'