Lyrics:
heaven
Buddy boy in the back
Is a little bit afraid
Because the only
Gift he's bringing
Is a bunch of bad grades
I got blue suede shoes
In the boot for my
Ooh, I love your sexy hairdo
And if I can't have you then tie me to the Tyburn Tree
Yeah I'll slip on my blue suede shoes
And tie the knot real tight
Go
bullets, purple piff, blue pills, Grey Goose
Pull out the ra-ta-tat, duck duck, say "Goose"
Beige Coupe, suede roofs, send him off to Jesus
H-deuce, yeah
of the foreign
She give me head in the back of regal
If the opp's pull up I'm whipping out my deagle
12 run by me I pull out my flare gun
Lighting cats on fire
me like I'm daddy daddy
The format I use, steps on blue suede shoes
I guzzle brews then mic check one two
I shake and bake the world, rearrange
Like
I'm makin' lately
Ain't it crazy
The kid with the twisted face
The new face of Shady
White Bentley trucks, guts was blue suede
Shit was all bulletproof
of nothing, flip a brick like a lever
Suede black Timb's with the Nubuck Leather
Cut my heart up out my chest and then leave my head severed
Yo I’m chilling up my way now
Can’t just wait
I’m living up only on the
Day by Day
Yo we ‘bout to fly up like "ayy"
I can’t just wait
My head’s
I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Know by that I got these old walkin' blues, well
Woke this mornin' feelin round for my shoes
I woke up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes
Know by that I got these old walkin' blues, well
Woke this mornin' feelin round for my shoes
Baby, you know you've got to
You've got to be what you're going to be
A blues man needs a nickname
And everybody calls me Two Shoes
Cause i always
onto my head
If I ever lose it again?
I've got a shrink I swear he's Elvis I think,
He wears the coolest suede shoes when I come in with the blues
on the edge of the bed
Flower patches, earth-toned shoes,
Red wine bottles sing away the blues
(drink away the blues)
Golden pillows catch your head
When
be? We was team
I guess we got divided by the cream
Fbi ran in my crib, where I live
Snatched my wife, child welfare took my kids
Yo I can't live, I
my shoes do get out of line don't offend me
I'm drippin that Jimmy that tru you know that we got it by plenty
I feel like i'm up in world war 2 cuz
tomorrow
Today will be gone
Get out, out of bed
Put on your blue suede shoes
Get up, up and dance
Celebrate the good times
All night long
All night long
Girl you gotta cook
You got the chariot by the hook
I'm riding in the rain
Got my blue suede shoes
Gonna give up all my pain
And go ooo yea
Baby
you're gonna lose
I write the news I am the news
Got to, got to lose
Oh yeah you're gonna lose
So don't step on my blue suede shoes...
death inside the face theres nothing that I fear!
Infrared! Or is it blue?
I see your 6 as 9 you’re not inside my shoes.
Your bitch like 69 guess what
When it comes to these guns
My men'll clap this
Bullets I will send you access
I'm about to Reynolds Wrap this
Screw all the haters, blue is
on me when I walk
Like I got dog shit on my shoes
In my section niggas
Outside stick his dawg up for the blues
Not really into new fashion
Otto still be
enclose
Dance on the windowsill and thank every dog and cat
Dance on the windowsill and thank all the dogs and cats
My head's split open like a crater
and the News, Cat daddy blues
Cat daddy moves, with the Cat daddy shoes
Billy jean steps, Fa da Cat daddy view
Neva be another, just a Cat daddy rule
Baby feel
these heads hard at work with a quirk to define
mentally out of shape leads to out of line--behavior, now that
that shit seems out of whack
you outta
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