Lyrics:
Black stockings and a high heeled dress
Good looking but her face is a mess
She's no angel, oh no
Love loaded, she's got plenty to spare
She'll
key
Spare me your freakin' dirty looks
Now don't blame me
You roll the cash out
And get the hell out of town
Don't be a baby, remember what you
Could you get to spare a moment?
I can't seem to get you off my mind.
Friday night you're busy; something else to do.
Saturday you're sleepin',
spare time
She don't fuck on the first night, then she don't meet my dead line
Niggas smoking that Bob Marley, that Bob Marley like yeah molly
I'm
came
And I keep it 100, I don't need no spare change
Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune
Fortunately I'm famous, 26's wheel of fortune
probably play along
Left to my own devices
Spare me the drone of your advice
The sins of garter and gin
Confession may delay
You know the measuring pole
spare me a little affection?
Would that be asking too much of you?
Don't point love in another direction
I swear I'll make it all up to you
Baby,
got time to spare so
I might find the one
We dig each other
And break the rules
We love one another
And that's no fool
Yeah yeah yeah, la la la,
Spare with me, start some shit, send the shooters out
Come out the club, we out front with the Ruger's out
Nah, ain't no sense to talking peace, my
fuckin' test me
'Cause these hoes won't even dare
I'm wasting punchlines, but I got so many to spare
I just thought of another one that might go here
"Bring back that child," she said "spare me the price of freedom.
Cold is my baby's head blown by the wind of reason"
Even the rage behind cries
to understand, you won't seem to lend a hand)
I'll be alright (don't talk back to me)
(without you'll fail to see, you never spare a thought for me)
I'll be
the verse.
(HOPE)
This verse I started seems to me
The Tin-Pantithesis of a melody,
(BILLY)
So spare us all the pain,
Just skip the darn thing
morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherfucking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form
I've started seems to me
The 'Tin Pan-tithesis' of melody
So, to spare you all the pain
I'll skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
The night is
started seems to me
The Tin-Pantithesis of a melody,
So spare us all the pain,
Just skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
Mi, mi, mi, mi,
a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' the devil may care
I'm just the devil with love to spare
So viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas,
do in my spare time
My bad habits ain't private so I'm gon' share mine.
[Chorus: x2]
See they put their hands out cause of the way shit been
I
Love don't say you can't forgive me
How can I bear to live if you say goodbye?
God has mercy, can't you spare some?
I am begging you to stay, if
of shit to make the hood go crazy
So much liquor, I never spare that kitchen
Keep it so I usually have a pair that's kissin'
And I'm lifted on purple hair,
the Escalade
Call the bitch there a bread truck
Got the bitch going retarded
Call Uber for a spare truck
All these niggas never scared us
All these niggas
could be your miracle
I wonder if I could spare you pain
Seems as though nothing will comfort me
Less today I pray
That you should come listen
doubt that I could love you forever
The only trouble is I really
Don't have the time i've got one night only
One night only that's all I have to spare
One
morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherfucking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form
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