Search results for 'no shoes no shirt no problems by kenny chesney' Page #21

Waste of Paint

Bright Eyes

Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground

2002

By all those fairy tales that drugged us
And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely
No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually

Huh (ねぇ 許してください)
The shoes match the pants
The pants match the belt
The belt match the shirt
The shirt match her skirt
And then her skirt match

You know parents are the same, no matter time nor place
They don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids

Open up the bag, now we gotta gas leak
Selling by the gram, boy it ain’t cheap
Wrist froze, fist cold
Already know I got your bitch on the pole
Bricks

that iron on my hip don't make me burn you like penny
Hit you up one time aint no keep dying like Kenny 
My ambitions as a rider feel like pac up in me

The progress resets
And she for the streets
And I got no where left to go
Killed by a female
In broad daylight
She move onto the next one
Creep em, trap them
I

Last of a dying breed, living by a dying code
I'm live a life a legend, ima die a legend

Last of a dying breed, living by a dying code
I'm live

da rock stay scrambling
10k in the streets
Everyday no scamming
Blue faces match my shoes when she dancing
Money on my mind
Steph Curry with the clutch

they looking like where did you get the shirt
And a shoes so exclusive they use the shit for a purse
Fore I knew it they like fuck it somebody get him

Work [Remix]

A$AP Ferg

Work

though
All she get is hard dick and some Cheerios
Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical
Bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs
No tint though,

Christopher and the girls
He was a little pimp with his hair tied back and all
He walked up and down the streets with a short sleeved shirt and beats

a problem with this
No designer on my shirt, flow pirahnnas where it hurts
Rap madonnas getting hurt, put ya problems in the dirt, wahh
No designer on my

were high by 7:25
And by 2:10 it wore off and they were boutta to die
Heard em say I hate being bipolar it's awesome
Monacellis green shirts making

sense
Switch shoes for broken cardigans
I run the limit no stress
I caught you in my spiderweb
Feelings run short I’ll stretch
Run your love, do it all

Nothin' to Lose

Marcel

You, Me and the Windshield

2003

in the fast lane going 98
By now I know she can smooth operate me
I'd know now she's no goody two shoes
But hey, I got myself nothin' to lose

Oh

Yellow Shoes

[Intro: Susboi Rooftop]
Yellow shoes look like my dick got jaundice 
Told that ugly bitch please get an abortion

[Hook: Susboi

it, so proceed
I don't get it, what you mean? Got no time you know me
The same problem I can't hide it, real ones knows that I am tired
I'm no joking

bombing shit
Trying to cop my click?
Hell no! Real raw. y'all niggas thought this was a game?
Now it's time to make you feel the pain
want to test my

Iss Wayne
No Relations
She gon' do somethin' strange for a lil change
Shawty gon' put in the work
Any day
She don't mind even losin' her shirt

Iss Wayne
No Relations
She gon' do somethin' strange for a lil change
Shawty gon' put in the work
Any day
She don't mind even losin' her shirt

We on the time dat you onnn no it won't be long no it won't be long

Full of drugs come through swerving
We crash the party
An they know him by lil

up my life

No need for the drama
Too many problems
Yeah I need a solution how do I solve em
So let em talk
Let em play
I'll keep going day by day
I'll

did this shit by myself I'm not giving no help
I ain't complain I just played the cards I was dealt
Got that gun but I don't give a fuck because
I know

understand
I don't need no friends but I need a 100 grand
It's crazy how u changed because that wasn't part of plan
Problem after problem really turned me