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Born to Be Blonde

Jesse Rutherford

&

2017

I get paid when I want, I get laid when I want
I was born to be blonde, maybe all of us are
If you gave it a try you would feel like a star
I was

You've heard this all before
And maybe even more
They tried to
Tell you
They whispered in your ear
Made sure that you could hear
Their secret

feel
You ́ve fanned the flame in me
All we need is what we are
Our life has just begun
We shine as long as every star
In the empire of the sun

And I

How much tree for a thought to lift? made business rearranging thoughts and shit
My G Caps like Ovechkin Chick, But I never be defined by Icing shit
I'm

to act or watch her say bye
We made eye contact couple of times seems like all the stars are aligned
Her smile makes me smile her style is just my style
I

us two
I'm confident, but I still pray to be the one you choose
Take You To
The Island
Next thing, we shoppin'
For Condominiums
Ten Star Minimum
Only

And hope to get by,
All the traffic,
That be backin,
Up,
On adamo drive. 
Bump my classics,
They be askin,
Who the fuck is that guy? 
And it’s me. 
They be

you fuckin right
Wanna fuck me think I made
All these niggas they are my sons
I kill they ass like cable
Yeah we write on paper work, but
Nigga it ain’t

surrounded by lies
So now I'm sailing off the deep end
I don't wanna pretend
That all of my problems are gone
You been acting so distant am I the reason
That

feeling you
I'm dealing with like, so many feelings it's like
We all are deep in this life, we all seeking insight
Not just believing Christ cuz the demons

the gas's
Some would say I moving mad
Telling me to me to step back

Never had too many Woahs
Now I like being alone
Getting played by all these Ho's
Talking

And you stood by me through my every other

I looked for love in all the wrong places
Spent my days chasing different faces
And then one moment something

a pot to piss
Put in work but I ain't never clockin' in
Throw that bitch but it ain't Molotov
And I promise we gettin' it off
All the things that I did

sweet
My janitor closet full of swiffer mops Mob down your block, make it neat, that's sweeped
I feel like Brent Berry in the 95 All-Star game when he

garage that is filled
Luxury living
We all want luxury but I'm the one they ask why
Answer me this who wanna be broke when they pass time
Prayers a way

My sound rings, from the four legged ground kings,
Without announcing, cats remain silent as the canines are howling.
My slender frame is made for

heroin
Family separated, mis miseducated
Knowledge of a history and culture slowly faded
Gotta get north follow the star we made it
Railroad under

Every Little Girl

Angie Martinez

Up Close and Personal

2001

The Product G&B] 
To every little girl, on every block 
That's comin of age tryin to reach the top 
I said no matter who you are, you can reach the stars

the mile to Karl’s. 
We all piled laughing into the tiny rental car.  
Good morning Norfolk Ferry. 
They let   You drive straight on board. 
Had to Hit em up

are manifested faster than a triggered weapon
And in the essence life spans blinks and blessings last
We should clink glasses every chance as seconds

of dreams the same to me as basically a made up scene
We say we're free, then fail to sleep 'cuz angry teams are maiming me
Then gratefully I'll pray to keep

High, I'm up on the moon side
Crash landed into your mind
I hope you let me by your side
I'm gunna need your permission
Where I'm from it's horrible

of dreams the same to me as basically a made up scene
We say we're free, then fail to sleep 'cuz angry teams are maiming me
Then gratefully I'll pray to keep

aint come in with my shorty
Leeko made the call so you know I'm down to ride
He said it's drama time so keep a pistol by my side
Might have a pistol