Lyrics:
And I got birds flyin' south, boy
Yeah, I'm too "Brrr" to be a Hot Boy
I got them birds by the flock, boy
Yeah, I'm too cold to be a Hot Boy
I'm too
And the queen of the dream stands before them all
She stretches out her hand as the curtains start to fall
But it's too late, too late, too late
Too late,
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
And she falls so softly
likely she'll stumble, most likely she'll fall
But never you'll lose, boys, on my noble Stewball
As they were a-riding, 'bout halfway round
That grey
bad bad bad all by myself
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I'm a bad boy but still there's so much good in me
You can take me out the hood
likely she'll stumble, most likely she'll fall
But never you'll lose, boys, on my noble Stewball
As they were a-riding, 'bout halfway round
That grey
tryna get to pimping, I was tryna blow up talking demolition
That boy got the devil in him, swear he need a exorcism
I'm all by myself, got no
My chances weren't good; she was way out of my reach
How could she ever fall for some ol' boy like me
But here she lies asleep tonight in these arms
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
And she falls so softly
Uh, yeah, the boy Extra
We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?
It's the R-O-C, since 9-6, you know we get busy
Got the young lady
know which, which, which
Boys are dying on these streets
I know the medical world could knock you out
To sell the coins that you jayed last
And the queen of the dream stands before them all
She stretches out her hand as the curtains start to fall
But it's too late, too late, too late
Too late,
bananas on all the networks
Commando with extra clips, I got ammo for all the hecklers
I'm armed to the teeth, 'nother Valium fall off the bed
Hit
grace".
Or the night they broke behind us
And then took us by surprise
I whistled out to bonner, I seen the terror in his eyes
And he rode for all his
break up, unknown wake up
Several one night stands
Hung up phone, break up
If he fall will he fly? sure wouldn't take much
For you to find out, jump
don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like
that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a ready baby boy, beta
the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
my jeweler for a reference
Might buy a truck with the extra
Might use the legs for a necklace
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
fall through
Scream out Joy to the world
Oh my god
What do you need from me now
Whenever I come to town
Know cake by the pound
Ice kinda bright watch it
pack extra clips, we pack extra Gats
And all my hoes dirty like welcome mats
'Til the wheels fall off, I can fix a flat
If you're scared, go to church
Maybach flooded out with extra TVs
I make a movie every single fucking day
I John Travolta when I flood that Patek face
Dead presidents, dead d-dead
fall
[Chorus]
I was a long haired country boy
Turned her on to that outlaw noise
Her lettin' go, was mostly all my fault
On the backseat of my
looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10
Baby bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby
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