Lyrics:
shotgun man leaned out and said
"Do you want to take a ride?" Out in the pale moonlight light
Light light lie lie lie lie
Too long in the hot sun, she
Space is wavy, follow form it, analyze it spectrally
The specter in the spectrum
On inspection is an entity
You call it god, or man, or woman
Love
was tired and awake for some time
Then my lights hit a welcoming sign
It said if you're alone
You can make this your home
If you want to
Owww
Jones
Do your duty
If my radiator gets too hot
Cool it off in lots of spots
Give me all the service you've got
Do your duty
If you don't know
(Quaranta)
We doin' this even without a record deal
Half the shit I say can't be understood by executives
I'm from that crack rock, pawn your
and a doctor bill
I'm tearin' down your brooder house
'Cause now I've got the pill
All these years I've stayed at home
While you had all your fun
that raised by your granny, pistols and Now & Laters
Your pops was way too busy, missin' your mom's labor
Grew up just like your daddy
To baggin'
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
go for the ice
Plus you wear the shoes well, the suits flows nice
I don't like the notes too well, let's be more precise
Meet me by the VIP let's
Call me Efrem Zimbalist
Get me Bobby Kennedy
Then call Dave Ben-Gurion, too
Then tell Carol Baker I'm home now
Tell her Mastroianni sends love
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and shot my woman down
I went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin'
the stench of hot piss and
Death. Death
Flailing my bony limbs into the grips
Fall into their lips
Ass cracks and anthrax
Bathing in the mud
And caressed by
and a doctor bill
I'm tearin' down your brooder house
'Cause now I've got the pill
All these years I've stayed at home
While you had all your fun
and lock the door
Go back to walking
All heads down and put our coats back on
The summer's come too soon and I'm still missing you
We can stay at home
slow
Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along)
I were a hot-footin' it
(But he was steppin' too slow)
It was
Seen the rovers roll up with ribbons
I seen them repo'd, resold then re-driven
So when I reload, he holds number one position
When you hot I'm hot
Everything stops where the pavement ends
Drop me off on home grown red clay
Where the deer and the possum do play
Turn off the phone, it's never too late
to know what's poppin'
I'm tryna give you this cock from Rockland's hot man
Shorty is tryna talk too much
I might say slick shit just to toss you up
would be
If you were constantly with me
Making love with you
Is a joy I've never known
I know you feel it too
So let me take you home
'Cause
Missed my ride home, lost my iPhone
I wouldn't have it any other way
If you're with me let me hear you say
I like it like that!
Hey windows down,
the way I've been carrying on
And all through the long hot summer
I'll be sitting home by the van
I ain't gonna do any more cheap lovin', no
I'll wait
I had a friend from home, he started out to roam
I hear that he's out by Frisco bay
Sometimes when I drink a few, his voice comes singing through
I’m
will know Don’t think about it too much
You think about it too much (oh no)
[Dave Okumu]
You don’t know how to not be in control (oh no) You don’t
steppin' too slow
Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico
(Well he was steppin' right along) I were a hot-footin' it.
(But he was steppin' too slow)
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