Lyrics:
all red like my brake lights
In the kitchen on the stove
Tryna get my cake right
I work late nights, graveyard shift
Nigga gotta keep it trill
I’m
Cheyenne, crapaho
Down from the north came the Yankee Blues
Waving their Stars and Stripes
For the Red River War
ccross the rivers, onto the Southern Plains
as a deathpack the colors I choose
Red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don't matter
My daddy was from Nutty Blocc
My uncle was from Nutty Blocc
My mama was
get red, and, oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"
The time is right, your perfume
get red, and, oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"
The time is right, your perfume
white body, but it's not a Lexus
My cup look a lil' red-ish
Purple inside a yellow Fanta, now it's like Cameron Reddish
She told me she's not that
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'
the data
Broken home gave dem boys in blue a bad rep
They bangin' red or blue that's all them youngin's had left
The truth is a lot of officers be tryin'
We're two country boys trying to make it in a northern state
We like the colors Red, White and Blue
And we don't give a damn if we're pissing off you
We
the corner claim your turf
Fianchetto laymans terms
Chess opening play the pirc
And red or blue pill placebo simulation cheat code
Pushin P Chro
Seen future
4 pint of the red stripe straight to the head-side
One two step let me bop to the best one
On the station bridge by the westside
Bro get the zeg
great belief your kids done made it
Just sit back no need to say it.
Cause the red, white, and blue gone display it.
Outro:
(Laughs)
Si si ni wa awali
you wouldn’t know
The true meaning, know you feening for the highs and the low
Two sides to every card, the red or blue is all you show
Because you
serving cash in this bitch serving brain
Ay ay
Geeked up eyes red blood shot
Pull up and you're gonna get a red dot
Two hoes they twins they thots
New
though, but ya ass better not get caught (fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
Got .50s, .30s, switches every pole, ya dig?
Brand new money, blue notes fallin' out my
this all would be funny
When you came back home in a week.
You'd turn twenty-two and we'd celebrate you
In a bar or a tent by the creek.
Your baby
this all would be funny
When you got back home in a week
Turn twenty two and we'd celebrate you
In a bar or a tent by the creek
Your baby would
Two knocks ,Wit boot tops
Im on the roof top
Droppin more lead then a terrorist in jewel shop
(Verse 1)
Two cops
Ride by
Loose lock
High sign
Whip
an American Idol
Red white and blue, for me and you
V2:
Now mama’s gone back to work
Late shift every night
Serving dinner
don’t want to see you win
Naw they want to see you lose
They don’t want to see me in the Streets
They’d rather see me in the news
Pop a red or blue pill
see me fail
They wanna see me fail
I like blue bands and red faces
Ice and clout my favorite
2 door coupe amazing
I work hard still lazy
Ix-v a no no
If roses are red and violets are blue
Then my love for you
No get part 2
They dunno
They dunno
In 70 more years
It’d be just the memories of you
CB on the beat
Uh, Jetski, brr
You ever seen these pregnant bitches in a fist fight?
Huh?
You ever seen two pregnant bitches in a fist fight?
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