Lyrics:
More, more, more and more
And over and over again
Keep that goodness coming
Happiness
Give me your love forever
Happiness
Say you'll leave me
back, baby.
Let's talk it over one more time.
She left me.
Me, by myself.
How it hurt me, do I know.
She was just puttin' out.
I could not help
San Anselmo
My waitress my waitress my waitress
Said it was coming down
Said it hadn't happened in over thirty years
But it was laying on the ground
acquitted
Living large like Im sinning
Big ass house 4 kitchens
Not flexing Im living
Kept my soul Independent
Bought me a wraith
Hers coming in pink
I'm
wrong
But I'm too good to be alone
I promise it won't be long
Do you love me anyway?
Oh, I know it's late
But I'm coming over 'til 2, 3
4 in the mornin'
fuck my wife
I'm tryna run and save my motherfuckin' life
Oh, shit, the shooter's coming
Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin'
People, shot all over
out my mind
Full disclosure
Coming sponsored by no one
Take me over and blow out my mind
Ejected
born a choker
Nobody's coming for me, coming for me
Mhm (I know it's over), mhm, mhm
I don't bother anyone
Never make demands
Choking
fuck my wife
I'm tryna run and save my motherfuckin' life
Oh, shit, the shooter's coming
Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin'
People, shot all over
Oh, help me now
So many days gone by
So many days gone by
All, all I could ever
Seems like yesterday
Was cryin', sittin' right there
You keep
over you
You know I ain't scared to lose you
They don't like it when you're telling the truth
I'd rather be realer than you
I had to make me a cot
Man, I ain't got time 4 that girl
Say what?
Yeah, she always want to talk to somebody
Believe me, I know her
Yeah
I see you at another
And no-one ever listens
To a word I say
Kill enthusiasm
'Cause I've found that day
Though it over and over and over again
Then you rip me down
I got the lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I gets the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
Look over here there's a girl
Iv'e never seen her before
Her eyes are looking straight at you
Across the crowded dance floor
Ooh she's smiling
Two by two I bury them in the shallow graves
Three by three they come at me, their guns and swords were drawn
Now four by four before the Lord they'll
and goblins,
In a pair of brand new of brogues, I rattled over the bogs, frightened all the dogs,
On the rocky road to Dublin, 1,2,3,4,5
Hunt the hare
My baby wrote me a ten-page letter
She said I'll be coming home, boy, and I hope for the better
And you know that your mind it changes something
Yell
I be rhyming in the stud
Y'all niggas know I'm good
Short comings ain't cool
It's like diving in the poo
Rhyming rhyming in the stud
Y'all
the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
ghosts and goblins
In a pair of brand new brogues
Rattled over the bogs
I frightened all the dogs
On the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four
to look back in my shade
I'm over my head in the moon
I feel it coming in
The storm coming out
The temperature within
Is cooling me down
I hear them
I keep coming by
With this heart so broken in two
Any fool can see with one look at me
That it's only over for you
It's only over for you
No,
me some more
(More, more) I need some more
(And more, and over) And over
And over again
Keep that goodness coming
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