Lyrics:
Castor cares away"
She said, "Son I know you gotta make money
But don't forget to make time to slow down and stop by
Have a real piece of pie, here"
Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Fuckin'
She love to get litty
I'm known to get busy
That's a perfect combination, when we elevating
I wanna know
All of them things them niggas dont know
I
real name is John
Hey thanks John, go sing songs
Go rock on
Roll your crew on down the road to the next sold out show
Think you can get up above me
detailed when it comes to the business
I separate all the 100s for 50s
So I can tell that you niggas is 50
100
I got the gas coming by the bouquet
John wick
Drive-by 207 and 11-24
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Bust his mothafuckin' head, got his mothafuckin' neck
Plus 11-99 in his mothafuckin' chest
too
Lucky me she said I do
Lucky me she said I do
Lucky me she said I do
Cryptocurrency my girlfriend
And I just proposed
(Will you marry me)
And I just
Mother has so much to see
So much to do
She's had such a painful life
Many nights I argue with you in my prayers but I know you're the boss
You kept
just wanna ask me
John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with treachery
It interests me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals
She's what a temptress be
bomb
I got that green, I got that Yoda
Pussy so wet, I'ma need floaters
I can't have sex, without my Trojans
She sip my dick, like it's some soda
She
in the noon day sun
But a peaceful dream is oh so easily awoke
By a blinding lightning flash and a storm cloud that grows and
Here come the whitecaps
LUCKY COUNTRY SONG
I came from London Town to the Lucky Country,
I followed my heart but did she want me,
I did the right thing but I wonder,
Where
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
Yesterday I picked up lunch in the valley
Drove by the last time we were still happy
Being over there felt like leaving my body
Mmmm
Would
ball women cheer
And they love the way I come out with the gear
This jacket, these shoes don't come out this year
So if you love your girl don't let
I had a friend named Bill Campbell
He used to rob, steal and gamble
And on the side he'd beg
So he mopped up
Well, I told ol' Billy shouldn't do it
Now she wanna spend (What?)
All night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to
(Throw it back ma
Throw it
it goes by fast
So tell the ones you love that you love 'em
Every chance you have
Ask him 'bout the good book
And he'll quote John 3:16
Ask him
me
'Cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress
On the block in St Johns Wood
And your father be there with her
If he only could
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
me
Feeling so lovely, lovely
Make me wanna love me, love me
Make me feel lucky, lucky
You know I had a couple drinks
And I could never remember
You
Yea poke me up
All he wanted was a trophy hold me up
He like the way that i spit it
Hair by yg yea she did it
Diamonds on they chest they ont get it
and rolling eye
The lumberman is pleased to his mind (2x)
Then the landlady comes in she is dressed so neat and trim
And she looks just like an evening star
'cause you're playing with fire
Your mother she's an heiress, owns a block in Saint John's Wood
And your father'd be there with her
If he only could
But
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