Lyrics:
of a mystery brand
Reading an airport novelette, listening to Andrew Lloyd-Webber's "Requiem"
He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer the one about my
Time..
I would give everything
If I could change anything
Just to ride this ride
For you one last time
As I poured my heart out, blood on white shoes
the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
She can give you a view of the world
In tattoo if you step up and tell her where
have a wife
Yeah mi shut a grey but d collar white
Yeah mi chap a day yeh mi chap a night.. uh huh
Yeah man a so d choppa ting set
A money a mi gyal so
Half a mill in cash moving all white
Thousand dollars for the pants mixed with off white
I just might fuck up the bag it's been a long night
Told em
Yeah
Welcome to Atlanta, home of them dirty birds
Anybody hatin' get kicked to the curb
Any other team is absurd
Wearing black, white, silver,
straight
(Yo, my man's a prophet too)
Yo, god, you think he ain't?
So do the right thing, it's not a black or a white thing
We're here to let you know
steak
I slide in Bugatti like Andrew Tate
I don't fuck with these
Bitches like Andrew Tate
I slide on a whole State Farm with Jake
Take a twenty-hour
at night
The way my partner get sacks you'll think he reggie white
They used to post up on the block like dwight
But i'm the coach he shot gave him that
Andrews.
Call me even Steven , cuz I birdie 18
Like my boy Will Z, keep the scorecard clean
Never in the ruff my white kicks stay clean man
Play the baby
All along the Wasatch fault and midlands
Seas of mullets that don't understand
White boy better show me his hands
Who do you think you are dawg I am
above the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
She can give you a view of the world
with them plastic half-ass niggas
When you hear it you should hashtag niggas
Since birth, a little bastard-ass nigga
White people do not recite
hago
Le encanta cómo se lo hago
Le encanta cómo se lo hago
Por eso es adicta de mí
Marc Andrews
Le encanta como se lo ha-go
Se suelta con un
I’m up close
For you andrew Jack you take
Them MJ’s and wipe
The blood off of the napkin
New general role filled killed
The arrogant arrogant
Wild
the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
She can give you a view of the world
In tattoo if you step up and tell her where
down, leng it down
Come to the dance and, leng it down
White-boy wasted, Gazza'd out
Two gun-fingers
Garage Skank
Who put the skip in the skippy
the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
She can give you a view of the world
In tattoo if you step up and tell her where
In my bag
These niggas and bitches they mad
New foreign whip paper tags
Diamonds white water they splash
Got a bad bitch her ass fat
Chanel Fendi
on the waterfront
I can see myself walking with my Mom
To the daily morning mass
St Andrews, I was an altar boy
Was an altar boy
We had blue coat grey pants
White
He get hit up with them drakes
Two bad white hoes on me, pretty face
Bitch I see your bread, I'ma take
Give a fuck about a bitch, hell nah, Andrew
revolution, don't care 'bout the fame
I only want fame so that I can get money
Only want money so I can get power
Clowns in the White House afraid of a flower
Wake early morning I'm still off a bean
Party drug
Need some sleep
New ho she snort and she got half a key
Grade A white
Mr clean
Gave her a pass
Yea I was Walking with my Mom
To the daily mass
At St Andrews, I was the altar boy
Blue coats grey pants
White shirts and a blue tie
I was waiting
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