Search results for 'bed by j holiday' Page #17

They really killed the 18-year-old in me

And now
Now I function like a rockstar
Not really that hard, not no 'en guards'
Still start my day by opening

A K Doc J roll a j holiday for the weed no stems no seeds
No no no ice on me
Low key
White tee
Jeans and Nikes but oh I think they like me

Nah na
I

But I’m surrounded by winners
Yeah we consist of the illest
Beatmakers and verbal killers
You might be at the top but you ain’t winnin, spitting all

Holidays and sipping some J
Going cross country living
Let our feelings go way
There ain't no limit for me
I'll bring you out to the bay
So can you hear when

3-out, me, weed and the beat sound
Blunt lit indoors and I see cloud
Might seem unfit how I breathe loud
Might hit in the broad day
Light J's on the walk

way 
I keep it moving on the holidays
Nate J boy that's really all you gotta say
I thank God that I'm blessed with another day
Take it for granted,

8am
Jump in the whip and rev
Ride out with the gang
This glock keep jamming no Ben
Used to chill on the rev as a yute by the parkside every single

She smiled and look at me in a tender way
Like if my brain was reading or going on holiday

“Of course” She answered “ I know you like them”
By then she

working holidays for extra change thats nonsense (cents)
You paying all the bills
She go on shopping sprees
But if she leave I'd bet she say its lack

ahead
So make sure you're ready
Make up your bed
My grandpas names geoff

Cdaddy
Cdaddy
Cdaddy
Cdaddy

You should know who i am by now
But if ya don't

Should we try to stuff the stockings, roast a ham,
and be in bed by ten?

Chorus:
What can we say?
With Christmas only one day away.
We're totally crazed.

asks for so little,

But she gives so freely

God I wanna be like that Woman Named Willie

I see her at holidays

She’s last to bed and first to wake

There's whiskey in my coffee 
Not even gonna lie 
I'm still in bed at ten past five 

Everyone I love 
Is half a world away 
Am I the only one 
Alone

as sufganiyot
You're my perfect treat that's all she wrote
We'll play dreidel, hang the gelt by the angel
On the top of your Christmas tree
You're as sweet

that I waste, strategic like Payton
The way that I'm callin' the plays

Bookin' my schedule, it's holiday inns
And double the beds, cause we on the way

and how
I like to think you're here with me
Is it lonely
When everyone drifts by
Trying to stay clean
Found peace of mind above my head
I found others

seat 
That mark the start of christmas holidays
I must admit I thought that I was over
All of these strange festivities
Like santa down the chimney top

by step, I was looking for myself
So I thought what the hell, went travelling through Spain
Got some answers, felt normal again
I came back, so did my

pressed bout nothin', and real, I ain't stressin' nothin
You know all these bitches comin' by the dozen like the rose come

I gave too much sauce away, now

with dope (oh)
Checked under my bed she found a rifle with a scope
When I'm in the streets, I got the "sale" on me (on me)
'Cause you never know who's

Where the Blacktop Ends

Rhett Akins

Friday Night in Dixie

2002

with her beside me
Snuggle up by the fire on the river bed
Down where the black top ends

We've been pounding the pavement
And saving up enough for

Baby Mama

Fantasia

Free Yourself

2004

see ya payin' ya bills
I see ya workin' ya job
I see ya goin' to school
And girl I know it's hard
And even though ya fed up
With makin' beds up
Girl,

Beautiful Stranger

Deacon Blue

Walking Back Home

1999

leave the first light of day
This one goes out
To my beautiful stranger
I slipped so quietly away

By the window where she stands
She counts the beads in

Single Life

Rugburns

Morning Wood

1994

There's a cold piece of pizza in the fridge if you want it
A stale glass of beer on the table by the playboys
Did you see miss march? god, she