Lyrics:
everything from A to Z
That's what loving you means to me
Well, you got me wrapped up like a belt in a buckle
Down on my knees girl you got me crying
You were the last young woman
To look at me that way when was it
Sometime between 9 11 and the tsunami
You looked at my belt
And then I looked down
I woke up early just to see your face
One last time before I left the human race
Strapped my belt on and buttoned down my tourniquet
Slipped and fell
tha hit, even if it's below the average money
Got to make it through the week, and feed my family uppy
I'm just a lil' thug, what
Belt-buckle fall
Steel vultures circle the sky
Crimson spray and carcasses fly
Run and hide from bombing runs
Men mowed down by belt-fed guns
Steel and blood strewn
This like UFC
Fighting all my demons til I get the belt
You put me down I swear was one the deepest pains I really ever felt
This like UFC
Fighting all
let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible belt come down
And save my soul
Hold on to sixteen as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us
What you thinking bout
What you thinking bout
Reel me in throw me out
Yeah you got it now
Put some handles on
Cruising down the belt
Wish that was me in
functional meltdown
Where God's creatures are scared of how daddy's belt sounds
I fell down more than most and I wear them welts proud
And if you ask me I'll
did.
To kid me.
It's not funny.
You whipped your belt.
You broke me down.
You made me hurt.
Then turned around.
That Delilah song means so much more
Long sightedness cause the truth is next to you
Still the same rhymes but the facts remain new
I fear for my green belt area
Trees getting chopped down
can do --- I can un.
A: I button my shirt
B: I unbutton your shirt (it falls off)
A: I buckle my belt
B: I unbuckle your belt (pants fall down
covered with a hundred greenbacks
So we left Brooklyn and we made big tracks
Drove down the Belt, got on the Conduit
Came to a toll, we paid and went
covered with a hundred greenbacks
So we left Brooklyn and we made big tracks
Drove down the Belt, got on the Conduit
Came to a toll, we paid and went
over the shoes?
You feel the winter breeze up and down the knees
The belt is where the tie belongs
'cause Sam, Sam, Sam,
You made the pants too long
something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want
Elvis and I
Elvis and I
Elvis and I
Elvis and I
Elvis and I put on big belts and drive down to Burger King
He lets me croon and I let him steer
I was
*happy dolphin*
GOAT
I was floatin on some boats down in Boca Roton
Almost died in the inlet almost drowned in some holes
Clownin these hoes
Sit down nigga get down
I be fresh neck shirt belt wrist down
I'm saying less they talking shit now
I'm moving more yall looking stiff now
We cant be
me melt
Kill my rivals take the belt
Double down
Whizzin round
Coming up
Downtown
Bussing shots
Lizard lounge
Head banging
Heavy crowns
Caked in
If you’re ratting, we go ratical (ratical)
Steal the cheese I smell a rat around
Hit a lick, I’m on a run around (lick)
Throw the belt and put
And erase what i've done
I ain't askin for help
All these cards that i've dealt
Got some sins on my belt
Turnin down on myself
Smoke it like Jim Carrey grab a mask and crash and put it on
For my city how LM sound
Going 45 like a L bent down
Not hip to this belt em down waste no
belt driving down the street dodging deers now last year felt like a dog year now we screaming cheers damn not a Paul barrer but damn cried all years
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