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We call it coincidence
We call it luck
We call it anything but what it is
The hand of God
Or good, activated by our own hand
When we act on behalf

a rhyme like Ludacris
Later we takin' it down to the floor. Bumpin' and grindin' and beggin' for more
Doin' it nastier than Jersey Shore, baby by morning

Troubled mind will I make it out the other side
No time to waste, could be living on borrowed time
Sane or deranged, I’m on the border line
I pray you never

while my left has left to see another side of me so I plea is it me?
Who am I supposed to be?

Which way do I go now that I'm moving slow?
Which way do I

ole days

Say the good ole
The good ole
The good ole
The good ole days
(2 cent cookies, lemon head and baked pies)

South side is where I'm from
Wake up

the body, I'm big-stepping on the shore
Then we get to the door, was there more to the verse?

Shit, I'm drunk (drunk)
Eyes faded
This feeling kinda

When I'm not, so miserable.
Is there something we can work with,
anything at all?
When I feel like,
like a tidal wave, clawing at the shore.
If

more

Gang!

cll for the cause 
Strongest metal 
Da mental sure
Go da clley cats lined by shores 
Loud in da ends 
Got da sirens whistlin 

Chef a dumb

I'm dreaming of you babe, though you did me wrong,
In the darkest nights, I still hear our song
Can't deny these feelings, they're too strong
I miss

won't be yours anymore, no
I won't be yours anymore, oh
Can it rain under blue skies, sure
I don't know if I'ma reach my shore
But I'm sure gonna try
I'ma

hands, just as fast it slips away
Help me understand
'Cause yes, wanting it don't work
What I'm supposed to do though?
Wish time would move slower and
Life

darling can you even remember
All the time we've spent together
All the life that we have shared

We were married down by san antonio
On the shores

World is too fake
I'm tryna stay original
Never do no snitching
I'd better stay a criminal
You reading by the lines
Yeah I got 'em all too lyrical

on what you leave but what's left within
Otherwise you locked on to the tail in a ceaseless spin
So I'm sellin seashells
Sally on the shore with a grin

on my own
A thousand falling by my left hand
It's getting scary now
Some well renowned men of God are looking kinda weary now
So hear me out it's what I'm

a theme park by the shore
She'd take me for a ride, always craving more
But when the ride was over, she was gone with the breeze
Left me dizzy and alone,

a house I can’t even call my own

I’m holding the keys tho

Standing by the door

Knowing I should open up more

But I never trust what is no more

Oceans

the globe like Hannibal
And stash profits out in off shore accounts
And sit back in the crib ready to announce
I’m practicing my shit, meditating in the house

It was three years
In the making
You to guilt trip down
Me to say babe
That I'm sorry,
“I didn't know I had it when I had it so good.”

But you got

the right way
By the end of the night I want her back at my place
Call me a plumber cause I'm bouta give her the pipe
Already knowing that she gonna get it

Right there by the door, Yeah

This gone pop it off 
This gone top it off 
I'm in the paint like Andy Warhol 
This for all my dawgs 
I don't do

when I take that toke
With my guys then you better ride home
Tryna slip by when I see five-O
Off shore living cairo
No small bits so you gotta buy loads

that's why
That's why
I need you here by my side

Wait
I don't wanna wait
I don't wanna wait
Face
We should meet face to face
Hit me i'm on the way
I

apocalyptic desolate
Fencin tech BioJet Grappendix
Ghost guide
Road side picnic Redrick
Horses spooked lightening storms on nuked shores
Rattlesnake boots
Kick