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so right For each other There's no way to know The things we could do together How can I tell you Just how I feel How can I tell you Baby, all
But it's so hard to live through these years Another sunny day, another bright blue sky - Another day, another muthafucka die These are the things I
You are the apple of my eye You are my squiggly wiggly pie You make me feel the way I do You make my grey sky turn so blue You are the one who makes
then we rollin' Deep pockets on a nigga, I can't find my phone in Now we rollin' Look Back when Big Apple sold dreams, I stuck to my own thing
heavenly things God will show you way Open up the things for you See he did for me He can do for you God is good So I tell you Understand this now For
You know sex 'em up a little bit You know what I mean? You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
ain't got no future One thing we could say but that ain't gonna suit ya We are a new kind of evil Proud of what we are Got a wicked sense of humour
lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze) Palm trees, sittin’ by the beach (By the beach) Dime piece on the side of me (Nah nah) Reclinе it fourty-five degrees (Oh
but don't move too fast I take a stray with no chase All I need is a glass I'm tryna give your lime a squeeze (Lime a squeeze) Palm trees, sittin’ by
are we getting home Always knew it'd end like this You leading the way always the big sis How are we getting home How are we getting home When you know
are The apple of my diamond and I'll never have enough I think a smile could go a long way To stop the illusion World, I'm about to fade Sweet
soul And for them we are always losers Losers Look me in the eye apple of the eye So afraid of death so afraid of life Take me by the hand take me by
stop You know I'm not gonna stop Percocets and Opioids are the only things I'm thinking of If I can't have them I waste my time by smoking pod By
in the summertime And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme God didn't make little green apples
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when
Story told from the garden of Eden She bit the apple I ain't even eaten Selfish in her ways, self centered and She like to be center stage She don't pay
head is saying yes but my feet is stallin' So many walkin', by the end they fallin' But I got to have it, like Eve and the apple She had to grab it, I
Said she understood Took a bite of the apple Had me up against the mantle I Told her slow down By then she had a mouthful Now she in my kitchen Washin
you told her right? I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice like Kobe wife We sorta like Goldie, right? The way we mold 'em right I
'Cause I've been to Majorca, and by that's a corker I've been to Pompeii and Herico-alanium The French Riviera, where the ladies are barer I've even
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