Lyrics:
planters
Who swallow lit roaches
And light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
'Cause we're dope as fuck and only get a two
make me step my game up
[Outro]
Uhh, ay listen baby
(You make a nigga wanna go to the store and get some wine for you)
'Member when you got your
Framed autopraphs.
Her wall is filled with pictures,
She gets them one by one.
Becomes so excited,
Oh watch her at the run boy.
Oh mommy mommy,
We should have each other to tea huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire
And sleep for awhile
It's the grooviest thing
up again
(Just gotta get used to it)
You irritate me my friend
(This is no social crisis)
This is you having fun
(No crisis)
Getting burned by
folks never try
Some folks see an obstacle
And they never get by
I used to be that way before
I met you, baby
But the force of your gentle touch
,
Still you're trying to get it out your brain.
It's the fight you had when you didn't make up,
It's the past that you're dying to change.
It's all
me all alone," I fall apart
It takes everything in me just to get up each day
But it's wonderful to see that you're okay
Hello Mr. "Perfectly
we'll fly
Light up this little hometown sky
Do what we wanna do all night
Roll it up, light it up, get a little high
I got the good stuff sittin'
Today is the day I'll learn that I believe in miracles
I can feel the world opening up, I think I broke the curse
Now I won't grab you by the arm
get at me (let me holla at 'em real quick)
One thing I ask of you (okay)
Let me be the one you back that ass up to (come on)
Go from Malibu
find love (by yourself)
Then how you going to find yourself?
Don't have no honey, don't have no wife
Loneliness a kill yuh when yuh go to sleep
Get up everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together
As we walk on by
(And) and we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
don't you ever for a second get to thinkin'
You're irreplaceable
So go ahead and get gone
Call up that chick and see if she's home
Oops, I bet you
You're now tuned into the mu'fuckin greatest
Turn the music up in the headphones
Tim, you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga I got you, yeah
"Credit"
As performed by
Tower of Power
{ Bass guitar intro }
Go and get it
With your good credit.
Go and get it
With your good credit.
You can
Do
Cowboy Carter
Time to strike a match and
Light up this juke joint
One-one-one by one, you hang them high
Your hands are steady and you sleep
try so hard
And it's people like you that make me sick
I'm surrounded by you everywhere I look
Is there somewhere I can go to get away
Where
belongs to you
No matter what I try
When I get the courage up to love somebody new
It always falls apart 'cause they just can't compare to you
Your
to pay, woo
Will you let them go that way
People caught by death yeah, woo
Do you love the lost yeah, woo
It's time to make a stand
Get up, get up
It's
city
If you don't wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
'Cause I'll grab you by the hair a the head
And I'll lift you off
May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady
Man I run this rap shit
Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls
Get your hands up high, hands up high,
Yes indeed, yes indeed, out this motherfucker
Back with the right foot steppin' in first
And the left foot steppin' in after
I go by the divine
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