Lyrics:
how I spree
Is it you, or is it me?
Made a mad verse, from first, stole second
Took the third and home it was out
That's what I'm about,
surrounding, Mother's gone mad
From the ennui of parking in the same spot every day
Suburbanites know there's no turning back
They fell for the siren song
late?
Oh love, oh love
Love, oh love, love
Love will turn you against your own mother
And sometimes, sometimes
It can turn you all the way around
bear this hell on earth
I’m telling you fuck, fuck, take drugs, be drunk
i know what is my role
It’s living "fast" straight on against the tide
Please
down
They need to slow down, and take a look who the ho now
At every industry party, gettin' so damn drunk
Can't remember the last ass you kissed,
down
They need to slow down, and take a look who the ho now
At every industry party, gettin' so damn drunk
Can't remember the last ass you kissed,
You're drunk, the carpet is burned
I hate to find you like this
I always find you like this
I come home and clean up your mess
What would you do
my mother
And I'll question your past.
Ha! It turns me on when you're pissed off
You look hot when you're mad.
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah baby, just
What can i say?
Everything will be okay
Mother is mad and father is drunk again
The hardest road
Is all I seem to know
Tell me all you want
It's
be less?
Got no leverage
Mad thirst for the beverages
Now the funk got us dead 'n' drunk
Got your drink on but got no think on
Now you got beef,
liquor and fall
Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do)
Got what you need if you like breaking the law
My mother raised me a God (Hey)
(Fuck you)
inside
That drives you fuckin' mad
A feeling of a hammerhead
You need it oh so bad
Adrenaline starts to flow
Thrashing all around
Acting like
a nigga mad and shit like
Niggas usually start rapping after four bars nigga go in
I could start dancin' in this motherfucker
Yeah
Yeah
We just
live forever tonight
Helicopters against moonlight
Our holy mother of the midnight
And if we live forever, let us live forever tonight
But I know
And then go on to the enthralling fun of overhauling you
Let a woman in your life, and you're up against a wall,
Make a plan and you will find,
That
against a spike?
And you've never called a water boy
Early in the morning
And your only chain is the chain that's on your bike? yes
Your only chain is
blazin'
The Rover be Etchel White
Shorty leaned over but I'm mad cause she got an over-bite
I got your baby's mother
Movin' motherloads of Coke
For
leaned over, but I'm mad cause she got an over-bite
I got your baby's mother
Movin' overloads of Coke
For Louey Vuitton minks, belts, bags and coats
I'm beatin [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
Flame throwin their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin acid soup
Spectacular,
to get drunk (and a ho)
Sitting right on top of me with that incredible rump
So check it out
I got a blunt (and a ho)
I ain't about to spend my whole
and then go on to the enthralling fun of overhauling you...
Let a woman in your life,
and you're up against a wall,
make a plan and you will find,
that
a gun
Mailer stabbing his
The impossibility of being human
Maupassant going mad in a rowboat
Dostoyevsky lined up against a
Wall to be shot crane off
to get drunk (And a ho)
Sitting right on top of me with that incredible rump
So check it out
I got a blunt (And a ho)
I ain't about to spend my whole
mother
Come when the drummer drum
Cabernet in my tummy tum, got that persistent
Coming up like a fuckin' drunk
Boy, oh, boy, oh, oh
Hear a cha-cha ching
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