Lyrics:
and he chews tobacco
And he cusses and he spits
She's been in love a couple of times before
But never quite like this
Next month it'll be those
A little like Romeo and Juliet
And some other couple we ain't heard of yet
We're crazy and madly and deeply and truly and wildly and easy in love
Like me
and raise some chicken and goats
I don't need tofu if I've got you to help me forget those buggers, oh
We'll forget our differences and live like a couple
whatcha say we go pickin' wildflowers
Got a spot way back in the woods
Sneak away for a couple of hours
You and me baby pickin' wildflowers
Hey baby mother
Putting in work since a nigga thirteen
Sending niggas like yourself off in a hearse
See I won't hesitate to kill you wanna fill you with a couple of my
something, Romeo?
I need a place to go where
I can stay forever
I can stay forever
Stay for a couple of days
You came in from the boulevard
Stay, then
We met the couple in a restaurant in Dallas
They were twice our age and so much in love
Twenty years they were celebrating
Hand in hand they
Got us on a world tour and it never ends
Making moves, cashing checks, and I'm out the door
Couple bottles, fifteen hundred, yeah, it's on the floor
tell 'em, "Shake back" (tell 'em, "Shake back")
Couple choppers, and a few models in a Maybach (up in a Maybach)
We known for takin' nigga's life, you
me, me, me, I'm on a mad ting
You don't understand
Never will I sing-sing to the feds
Like couple man I know you're a snitch, know
I was there, know
a perfect view
Couple acres with a creek cuttin' through
A little place to put down some roots
I see it all when I see you
When I see you
When I see you
I've been living off scraps, I done sold a couple packs
I been smoking potent, sippin' slow, fuck you think I'm in it for?
I'm just tryna make a bag
embody yo baby father
Proud of couple rappers, they probably yo favorite artists
Fuck is all these charts? A lot of these niggas garbage
From D Block
right
You ain't right to say the least you're different
A couple quarts shy and a few screws missing
Bless your heart, look around
We're all
the smoke raise up in the air
You mighta seen me in the 'ghini at a couple affairs
The engine in the trunk, the doors go up in the air
Yeah, and I be gone
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
beats their auto
Peepin' Magic City, run in blow a couple dollar
Scrooge better move, make bigger hate tomorrow
We at the bar yeah on Wednesday,
Ooh
Damn, I went and flexed like this
Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh
I can't wife no bitch, spent a couple racks up on my wrist, ooh
I
stranded
I seen my son he a throw a tantrum
Called a couple bitches 'cause I had no manners
I asked Allah can he give me guidance
Full of anger I was in
they must've missed a couple inches, boo
I seen them heels you wearing a couple inches too
Come with me, I'll show you what a couple inches do
But
hated it
I reinvented myself and upgraded it
Traded in the jewels copped a couple new ones
Lost a couple friends and got a couple new ones
Upstairs
yeah
Flexing getting bread
Couple medies on my dick
Rolling with the set can't no nigga tell me shit
I'm with my niggas bro
Cooling with my niggas bro -
the moment you been waiting for
Couple of doughnuts whippin' baking soda
A nigga flip raw like judo
Clappin' 4's who want war with the sumo
Omotesando
Give it up my baby don't go don't leave it on top
See all the lovers walk hand in hand in the park
and hide all the action
once couple are frozen
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