Lyrics:
The wheels go down
I'm back in town
Three months full of summer
And nothing to do
It's been a strain at the reins
But the picture remains
and I'm down by the door
You can take all the tricks up my sleeve,
I don't need them anymore
Good love is on the way
Good love is on the way
I'll be lonely
Can you take this door babe
Will you just undo the chain
Will you take your time before you
Mix up love, his love and pain
Loneliness lays down
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
Baby, you're just a user
I know you've been running around
Well, girl, I'm not the loser you think
I ain't nobody's clown
You're not gonna get
Kells, we not playing
Losers lose, so when we does what we do, we win
And win again, like deja vu
Then we win again, like M.J. do
Three-peat, then we
habit like Philip Hoffman will probably put me in a coffin
But down the slope in my toboggan
Three day delirium, gettin' weirder than Austin
Now it's
half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down
And I can't stay long at all
'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
And my back is up against the wall
I was shackled to a three-time loser
Ain't no doors and no windows
Just a roll bar and a radio
If it rains you're gonna get wet
But that old 302 ain't let me down yet
It's a cutout
Man came to the door I say, "For whom are you looking?"
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'"
Poor boy where you been?
I
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother
The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
One shot, two shot, three, Tequila floor
Cowboy bouncers 'bout to bowl me out the door
Jose got me stumblin', mumblin' like a fool
That worms got
dancing around and around in the hall.
Well a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights,
To play the piano so you gotta keep quiet,
To hear
ex-boyfriend is really psychotic (uh-huh)
Scares the girl by threatening her life (word)
Says 'Girl, you're dead if you're not my wife' (oh man)
Beats in her
now
Shit got the pipe down
Industry niggas I just got bomb
Track from kanye west pass the bomb aye
Kick the doors down like desert storm
Where's
hangin way up her knee,
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me.
I was a high school loser, never made
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
the motor running and parked by the door
Yeah, I was foolish and wild
She was classic and regal
We were fresh out of school
Both barely legal
We were
The sun is up and the shades are all pulled down
I'm more paranoid with every little sound
Like the leaf blower blowing the leaves around
more?
I said, yeah!
Said you'll see dragons after three or four
I said, yeah!
Under stand I'm not falling down
I said, look around, the rooms
Boys trying to get the digits
But we sneak by
Cus were heading to the club
Nothing gonna stop us now
Lets go
Are you ready? x3
Lets go
Are you ready?x3
step down to me
Feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, talk to the dick honestly
I'm dope, bitch comin' like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
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