Lyrics:
fix it for you, sonny
It won't take too long, it'll just take money
Then he said, "Ain't you that songwriter guy"
And I said, "Yes I am," he said,
Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?
Am I hard
a faster route to the bottom
I wish you good luck
I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what people sayin'
bro/ you the one that be going to war by phone/ clown ass only missing is the sideshow/ sound bad but ima still take the high road/ why so? For
conversation
Talk to me, talk to me, all I want is a little conversation, talk to me
People tell me that you run around and that you're no good
You got
passes out and she forgot how she got there
Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids?
No, but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest
Shit, you wanna get
its all good)
We were low ((til when its all bad)
But I promise I will never let you go
(now what you call that)
Said I got I got I got I got your back,
still around, dog, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
'Cause I'd get tired of lookin' for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let yo' ass
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix
Can't deny I'm a star, you can tell by my walk
I ain't even gotta fuck him, he just love how I talk
I
Life ain't all that easy I can testify to that
It's been up and down and round and round to get to where I'm at
If you could see how I'm living in
somewhere in Wisconsin (Wisconsin)
Like I said ain't nothing to the pain we can change that last name what happening?
Cause you look so good
Tell me why you
Father
Well, it looked so good to see us together
But I had to look after Dad
Oh, no, Mama, when I passed by your coffin
I didn't want to remember you
fuck the kid but ain't got nun' to show for it
Bloody Goyard that's a checky
This bad Ethiopian gave me becky (I swear to god)
You see the way I
ain't said shit
It don't make dollars, it don't make cents/sense
I ain't never had shit nigga that's the truth
Rich kids in the school used to draw
miss a good thing 'til it leaves you
And finally, I realize that I need you
I want you back
Baby girl, I need you back
Gotta have you back, babe
conversation
Talk to me, talk to me, all I want is a little conversation, talk to me
People tell me that you run around and that you're no good
You got
pick the location
Now we're sitting at the table, sipping the finest wine
Having a damn good time, I know what's on your mind
I want you, you want me
Why I married me a bad girl, tell you the reason why
Bad girls will even do things on the sly
Look for your supper to be good and hot
She never
fine
But that ain't what I need
Tell me what about some Christmas lovin' baby?
What about some Christmas lovin' baby?
Said it's just you and me
(two)
Still the (one)
There's ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated
home
I've had the desert fever since I've been gone
I need some loving so bad that I can't see
When a woman looks a man in the eye
You know it takes
Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that
where that came from
I still got more money
The look in your eyes, I know you want some
I still got more money
Pour it up, pour it up (ayy)
That's
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