Lyrics:
To see what naughty people do
The French would bore, they're only for
Americans from the U.S.A.
Only for Americans
The shops with many real antiques
Girl you got them good vibes
(yeah) Your Love is like food
N’ mines gotta be cooked right
Sunset Beach and its gonna be a good night
I fly you
""I'll be in good company my friend
I'll be in good company my friend
I see the star
I guess I found
A real way to be allright""
to good kid, m.A.A.d city
So grab your cartoons and cereal
Your pop guns and fireworks
And sing along)
When we grow up we gon' go and get us a million
your Ma said you slept real good in your food last night
But you couldn't hold it down
But you broke up a real good fight
Ligging at the Old Marquee,
I've thrown away my toys, even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise with real live aeroplanes.
Some day I'm going to fly, I'll be a pilot
company
Real niggas round in good company
Company, company, company, company
I been pumping this company
Lil somethin' plump keep me company
Real
you are so good at keeping me company.
[Chorus:]
You are relating to a psychopath
Your role model is therapy
You must be real far gone
You are
need food for empty bodies
We need love to fill our souls
They are small and dark and distant
We are big enough to know
Oh is it all that real
We
go real good with wine
Eat the rich, there's only one thing they're good for
Eat the rich, take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich, I
real good company
Sleight of hand
The way you play your tricks
You cheat on me
All the time
But I turn my back
Cos we had
Some
Good
Happiness, is a face that don't look good on me
Yeah I hope, that misery comes looking for me
Woah, misery's my company
Woah, misery is looking for me
Looking
home around seven 'cause the Chevy's real old
And he could have had a Cadillac if the school had taught him right
And he could have married Anne with
We get real low, we get real high
It ain't all good baby but it's all right
Real life
We got a dive bar
With a real band, they play too loud
Food & Liquor
Yeah, my man said he wanted something real
Real, real, real, real
Something he could recognize, something he could feel
Feel,
good for me (No good for me, no good for me, ay)
Baby you really gotta leave
I need, I need uh
Good company (Good company)
Good company, I need
Good
- got real good news
Never gonna leave
Never - never gonna leave
I don't wanna - I don't wanna - I don't wanna go
Need food, food, food!
Hey-O, Big
I've thrown away my toys, even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise with real live aeroplanes.
Some day I'm going to fly, I'll be a pilot
still used the wheel.
But you could sit down at your table
And eat a real food meal.
But hey, you young people, well I just do not know,
And I can't
lord gave him
And ol' Dood got his own food
Had no need for the 'scrip
That old coal company paid
Left the varnish off his words
Feared no beast,
me, don't fuck with me
(Don't) don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me
(Don't) don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me
(Don't)
Food from India, she
go real good with wine
Eat the rich, there's only one thing they're good for
Eat the rich, take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich, I
just a piddly squatin' old time country place
Ain't nothing too high tone
Just lots of good will and maybe one small thrill
But there's nothing dirty
I'm going in HAM
(Knock Knock Knock Knock)
Vietnam, clap some niggas fuck Uncle Sam
Backwood, dat good, wala
$450 for an ounce me and Cyhi
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