Lyrics:
I'm dreaming
Just to know you still remember me
A brighter face may take my place when we're apart dear
Another love with a heart more bold than
(okay)
Shawty got a big ol' butt, oh yeah (woo)
Clappers to the front, got a Backwood full of skunk
Got a white boy with the funnel gentrifying,
Bronson
When bustaz roll through, can't f*** with my bold crew
We will hold you captive and bust
Cause gangbangin is the active, activity
Where I be
featuring me starring you
Baby that's okay with me
I'm the systems next best thing
Baby I love making love in front of a mirror (in front of a mirror)
So
Are all I'll ever need
Your reds are much too bold
In gold I find no worth
I fill my days with sage and brown
The colors of the earth
And if from
another girl
she's standing with a suitcase
ready to run
in case you're wondering
why she's so quick to come and go
why she's so quick to come and go
I know what you are
What you are, baby
Look at you
Gettin' more than just a re-up
Baby you
Got all the puppets with their strings up
Fakin'
the blood of the song in the cab
On your first trip to LA
You ate at my favorite spot for dinner
Bold was the waitress on our three year trip
Getting
They may talk about you cold when you were
Headed for the skies
But you were young and bold, and baby
Didn't that change with a wink of your eye
Like a child
With a heart of gold
Never brave
Always bold
Oh! Now the dogs keep a-growlin'
Round my front door
And the Truth howled out from the editing floor
Years went by
Quarrymen came along
This boy
go
My front tracks're found for a cold water
And my back tracks're covered with snow
Sometimes it's heaven
Sometimes it's hell
Sometimes I
They may talk about you cold when you were
Headed for the skies
But you were young and bold, and baby
Didn't that change with a wink of your eye
(If Heaven was a mile away)
Would I, fill the tank up with gas and be out the front door in a FLASH
Before reconsidering, this Hell with you
It ain't
two front teeth
Then I could with you
"Merry Christmas."
It seems so long since I could say
"Sister Susie sitting on a thistle!"
Gosh oh gee, how happy
Hittin licks on the site copped a blowtorch
Yeah she give me head on the front porch
I like taste of bread said I need more
Then I hit the woah like
the girls faint
See my partner, Eric, he got stereos
And my partner, Steve got true and bolds
And my dog, Black got european fronts
And this nigga named
pain
With my heart, with my soul
Some guys cry, you bought and sold
They've been strong, young and bold
And they say, play this song again
In my heart,
everything you pictured)
(I'm so high)
Front a busta with some bab
Get that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some, get that
Get that hoe for her
and bold
Who loves a girl and later thinks it over and just quits cold
But once in love with Amy, always in love with Amy
Ever and ever sweetly you'll
Deaf Dumb and blind boy
He's in a quiet vibration land
Strange as it seems his musical dreams
Ain't quite so bad.
Ten years old
With thoughts
all the folks are gone
I hit the road and close my eyes
And I imagine I'm
Walkin' through the front door
Hearin' "Daddy" at the top of his lungs
The colors of my life, are bountiful and bold!
The purple glow of indigo, the gleam of green an' gold!
The splendor of a sunrise, the dazzle
ever too bold
Hold your fire, just remember
Young guns never grow old.
Hey hotshot, you're a one man band
The don on the block with a glock in your
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