Lyrics:
and the dashboard.
Bless your heart, bless your soul
I'm proud to buckle up with you to grow old.
It just takes one hit to put you in your place.
Well tell me
steel freighter
To dock they might
And the soldier had his problems
On and on it goes
Please excuse me
Well it's all buckles and bows
Say goodbye
We
tight last all night
Buckle up for safety and prepare to take flight
Destination on to the next plateau
It's the Zuu in the house you can't funk
in the stand
and I'll be smiling with a choker while I'm holding up the buckle
We'll be takin' it to the bar 'cause the drinks are on me
And I'm
That I will let you down, alright
Given our history what can you expect?
I guess I get it now, alright
This might just buckle under all
overtime
And on those slow grinds
She gets a hustle of lupatans, buckle up
But I got that attitude
She got the right moves
Lets put the working' baby,
Suck it up, start, stop, keep running through
True, but you try, it ain't easy to do
She been buckle-belt beaten from the back like a brat
Don't know
of my loneliness
Never let you in, I'll never let you find me
Butcher what you do have
Put your past behind me
I am not afraid and will not buckle
knees buckle pump
Nigga you be seen it starts I'm layin' in the cut to fuck you up
Like the red card
Check this out, I'm Franklin Crip - ride
You see me
the Jugg from the Squad kickin it Odd, shit
You taste it first so that mean you got to pause it
Just a group of real g's who makes you buckle to your knees
Cause it's the latest trend
Your belt buckle says you're hard
But you're only hard when you're not alone
Let me take this moment to break the trust
knees buckle pump
Nigga you be seen it starts I'm layin' in the cut to fuck you up
Like the red card
Check this out, I'm Franklin Crip - ride
You see me
In the hall lights flicker hum
With her buckles still undone
She hides beneath her blue trench coat
Gaze so soft, yet so remote
In that dusty
We'll be cruisin' at a smooth altitude so
Just buckle up and enjoy your flight
To the weak, what we do, buck 'em down, word life
Each and every
us in it, with your mind froze
And slamming Cadillac doors
Now I'm a ride on the track
Giving you something that you can feel
Better buckle up
Tuna melt buckle up your seat belt, Rickie Lee Jones
And everything that you think you own
Is fool's gold and ancient fossil stones
You got more than
Beer belly blues what color are my new shoes
'Cause my feet and belt buckle are things I rarely see
My problem is not my glands,
It comes poured
I'm givin' it to you old school style, no album cover gimmicks,
No intros, no shout outs, nothin' but straight lyrics,
If you in your car buckle
to the knockout, even if I'm knocked out
Hitting hard, I'm hittin' for the belt
My soul will keep going till my body buckles
I will drop my bloody knuckles
Carry us
that fills the room
Into the shrine where you have knelt
You felt the buckle now feel the belt
Don't give it away
Your deepest cut will leave no mark
clown bitch, that like to hang around bitch
And smoke all ya weed up
She get a buckle just for being her
So we get dee'd up
And she gon' break it off soon
stockings white
Her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and rovin' eye
And her earrings touched her shoulders.
What age are you, my bonnie wee lass?
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music
Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it
The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
Guess what I did today
Now I fear there's no turning back
Next time you need advice
Check the zodiac
Not like I didn't warn
Buckle up, enjoy
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