Lyrics:
plays, I lay in bed and listen
Downstairs I hear my mother breaking dishes, my father trippin'
It's been quite bad lately, high tension
Galvanized steel
Yeah, never knew what I was trying to become
Feelin so fly, got my girl louis vuitton, yeah
All the times I spend, worrying at night
Distracted by
away the pain
That would be a mistake (Yeah)
Thoughts swirling in my head
Laying down in my bed
Don't know why I feel dead
All this red, inside me
While I was climbing the hill
Up ahead in my way
Was this big thing blocking my view
As I came closer to touch it
I felt a bit strange and the chills
is named Scruffy and he likes to eat muffies (dog treats!)
Pillsbury Hill is where I get my dill
For all my pickles that I grow in my pickle farm
My
said "They found the baby, lying in his bed
Grabbed him by the neck and strangled him dead.
Said you go back down that hill my man and seek your revenge
know how to fight.
Yo this my man cheese, better known as cheese bread,
We call him that cause every time he gets out of bed
he puts 5 slices of cheese
The heart is a mystery
Stumble out of bed each day and struggle to be free
Stood by an ocean raging blue
Big wave cracked the sidewalk and I fell
Minaj's in the bed
One playin with that pussy while da other gimme head
Couple bands and a AP waiting by the night stand
Get my day started
Brush my mouth
to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus
And I close my eyes
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly
bitch with a limp, told that bitch, "I don't kiss"
Knowin' I'm GM at least (cap)
Got my lil' dawg or a lawyer to put him in a blitz
Knowin' he'll still
grant my wish
Put you in the hills inside a Benz does that hit
Tell me this ain't something that you dream about
Fuck a picket fence I need a beach house
may be a chance for me
my sweet insanity
if you would take me with
you on your trip to the moon
disfigured faces in technicolor
like roses on the death
I met Sarah on the 16-th of July when we were walking
In the green hills of Kilkenny
Together with the pints the hours they flow by us
And the hours
sing like Dru Hill
If I died in your pussy tell me how you'd feel
You don't need to make food all I eat is two meals
You don't need to ask, for breakfast
my death is found
By locals who tens this land
Who lay me down in shallow earth
A single Lotus placed in my hand
missing every shot you ever took
I'ma live my life
And that's on God
Nah that ain't in no book
Me and Kellz had to plan it
Big meetings at Atlantic
If you
We talked in bed the other day
You asked me for nice things to say
Asked me if I went away
In my heart, would you stay?
You said I don't say nothing
of the world in a burnt out car.
Top of the hill , I find you
Nobody sees and nobody cries
A Shattering love when a star must die
If I lose you , I lose my
I go to bed at night
Hoping when I wake
This will all be gone
Like it was just a dream
And I'll be home again
Back again in Brooklyn
Back with
yellow in the fall
And today no one knows I was anything at all
I am a stone that once covered a box
I am a book lying by your bed
A thousand years
To the dollar
How I wanna, aye
They know not to try me on my worst day, yeah
They know I would cap it in the worst way
Hoe, BROWARD
Goals me and my niggas we
Man
I used ride around my whole town man
Long board down the hills for the thrills man
Find myself down bad with the chills man
Cones by the creek
I'll be seeing her there someday
For fourteen years there was no doubt, by my side is where she'd always stay
But in one night's time, she has broken my
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