Lyrics:
buy some buds"
It's always the yogurt sprout eating mother fuckers
Who get run over by a bus drive by a guy
Who smokes three and a half packs a day
It's about time
To let her know that you care
And all you need
My seven signs of love
You could tell by the way she’s smiling
If its true or if its
1995 i'm old
School hating Tom-guy, alright
Tom: yeah!
Tom: Oh shit, hey let's all
Say some dirty words
Everyone say "fuck!", everyone say
"shit!",
three wise men.
Wise Man 2: We are astrologers. We have come from the East.
Mandy: Is this some kind of joke?
Wise Man 1: We wish to praise
the street
Where she stopped, the sign said
Mrs. Sofroni, hair articles of all kinds
Up to the second floor, Della ran and stopped to get her breath
Mrs.
she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
she said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind of nut
the teacher turned around while my arm
what's my sign, so I threw up the 59
I'm a lord, out the 7th Ward I pick the lock on heaven's door
Feel no need to settle scores, leave pussies red
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
She stole my heart just by the way that she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool are you some kind
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
a storm warning
I'm gonna wish I had a sign
I'm gonna wish I had a little heads up, little leap-way, little more time
Some kind of radar system locked in
wanna get my jet to leave
(Leave)
Go and play the front nine at Pebble Beach
(Beach)
Set some goals that I'll never reach (Nope)
Get you high, seven
past, I only want you for your present
Staying by myself, I had some help, not co-dependent
Features hit me up, don't want to ask "When are you sending?"
seven fuckin seven it gon hit right
Play some Rocky I'm trying to get myself out all these feelings
LSD Smoke away my brain type of shit I think we
I'm just going for the gusto
The slow flow, rushing like the cold zone
Grab the phone
Got em on the other line, hold
Prioritized by signs, rowed
To play a lovegame, a lovegame
Hold me and lcve me
Just wanna you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough for
My heart to quit it
Let's have some fun,
There might be housewives and children listening, but mostly just cornfields and cows
(So) I have a seven-second delay, a switch by my radio board
Six
Just considered a passerby, in my own mind
I let it float by, with the wind and the sunshine
Everybody acting kind of strange
And everybody looking like
a feeling deep inside
Some ... wasn't right
The way he proves himself a man
By beating his woman with his hands
Oh I wish that she'd seen the light
How can
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s
That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fuckin' bro
dreaded
Use to tell her I love her just to get her legs spreaded
Never been desperate tired of being neglected
By bitches I never put second but they will
three wives, why fuck the nanny?
President fueled by religion
What kind of cult are you leading?
They run like rats to the shit you feed them
Then eat it
know how that shit goes
If your ho only know
That she was getting fucked on the 7th floor
If that bitch only knew
The she was getting mutted by
like some kind of
Adventure, some kind of weird joy
Too i guess that experience took
Me someplace in my head
I hadn’t been before to some
Frontier,
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