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the blanket when we’re fucking bored
Dance with my babe with a real nice song on
Grab her by her hips, then I smile got a hard on
Play with her hair while I’m

at them old boots and your worn out blue jeans
You got scars on your knuckles and grease on your hat
You're a Jack Daniels man
You've been a rebel boy with

traffic this work, Ima buy her Chanel
She know I'm Drugrich it ain't hard to tell
'Thang me and neph drop hard as hell
Your hood pass gonna get revoked

want to be hero, tell her to shut up, I still need a BOA

This lil bitch getting bad for my mental , I got niggas that can't keep a bitch
Tell em money

did love her so I took a bet
I'll work hard, show her I'm no fret
Big dream kid, gonna get my check
Buy her the world and a big blue jet
Give her

Sun is shining on my brown skin, baby, oh
I just want to feel you closer, to touch my soul
Milk first in the breakfast bowl
Then I'm going to reach

I don't got it to spare
Do you wanna see a movie and relax?
Maybe kiss a little bit
Damn baby, that ass is fat
Cook you a meal to put you right into

Like blue jeans at the state fair
I might cut you off straight mid-sentence
She love the way that I'm quick with it
We have sex and I'm quick with it

fucked her in the bathroom I threw up in
Then I went home to the crib that I grew up in
Now I’m Rollin up wit Brown talkin bout the basics
Blue faces while

and too much song
Is guaranteed to treat you wrong

In my little town
Yeah, In my little town

Now, there's this smoking hot blue jean baby
She loves

song
Is guaranteed to treat you wrong

In my little town
Yeah, In my little town

Now, there's this smoking hot blue jean baby
She loves to drive all

got hate me but do what I say so
Want the money give me all your Pesos
Shoot your party tell embody lay low
My Brody wit me he be geeking off the blues

talk about me
I got a stick in my jeans
It make me walk with a lean
I'm rolling up blue dream
I put one up for the legends
Ill never forget what you mean

easily influenced by the n-ggas Im around,
see that aston martin when i start it hear the sound,
i aint never graduated aint got no cap and gown,
but

the plan
Money counter sound like fans
Gen 5 give a tan
My pill blue and her molly tan
We got sticks like a marching band
Flip his ass, do em' bad
Flip his

do
If that's the case
Let's keep it brief
Baby I believe
That maybe our truth
Our truth
Was just misconstrued
Babygirl about her bands
Come up

Baby just know I wanna stay by ur side
My pretty girl u stay on my mind
Everything I say is not fucking lies
Wanna stay with you cuz you my lil dime

on
Too hot to handle when i see her on
Said I’m coming back, I won’t be that long
She said baby I don’t wanna be alone
She know the lyrics to all my songs

country baby
She fills my heart with joy
She’s my rodeo sweetheart
I’m HER GOOD OL’ COUNTRY BOY
 
It’s Friday night we got a date
I hop into my truck 
I

almost died over some coochie 
(Say What?)
Brown skin, it was this cutie
She threw a party at her crib, told me come through but
Dammit, I knew better,

art here is my baby
She my brown eyed beauty
You color the days
Picnics on the beach
Gettin pizza in my teeth
Special spots with you
Photo memories
We

Let's Just get away baby
It don't matter where we go
How we go, Lets Just

FollyBoi
It's been a long day, ya finally getting in
Go take a shower

mighty fine
By the night
You’ll be mine
And I’m kinda addicted
Both your body and the
Cause your blue jeans
And those blue hills
Got me halucinate
No

From Kryptonic mothers
With utterly vulgarious vulvas still rub her
Billie Jean no gloves
Blood sworn free dove
Beat it to the beat of Diazepam my love