Lyrics:
long)
You could love me l-love me like long time (Love me for a long time)
And I hope that you not very scary
Down for the chase like Tom and jerry
Baby I
other
Emily, are you stuck or by you gay
If you are, then that's ok
'Cause it doesn't even matter
Emily, it's your life and you can't live it twice
You solo and you horny
You know you can just call me
Can beat it down to the morning
And then I have you snoring
She pretty like Lauren
Thick by
on the brain
We're drivin' the road like old Tom Joad
Just to bang an out of tune guitar!
Boston, Detroit, Duluth by the Bay
Giggin in the Capitol Dome
Denver,
crown
Live it up live it up damn I love your style
She ain't sweating shit, unless shes on the dance floor
She pull up to the spot, she getting in for
eyes closed
Dreaming I could have
[Chorus]
I love you forever mom
You will always live threw me, always
Huh, huh huh, yea
a bikini, all on me just glossin' me up
I love the way you do that, bih, I'm thinkin' about bossin' you up
Damier, and some J's, watch how I sauce this shit
All I want to do, is laugh and get high (uh huh)
Dance in the club, fine bitch by my side (uh huh)
Question of the day, which strain I decide (uh
Jones
Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin'
Known around the world for my high post groomin'
Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher
Got a girl who
Written By: Keith Jones, RaShawnna GUY
“Ya”, “cy”
(That's on Trecie N****)
“Yup”
I pay close attention man I seen them
Do it backwards
I
right
Every single night
'Cause, baby, I'm a superstar
We live life
Under those flashing lights
'Cause, baby, I'm a superstar
I don't really love shorty
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
you need dome hit me!"
Love to see the chrome wit me
The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50
Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60
Had
( I'm in love with the girl with the golden,
Can't live without the girl with the golden . . . braids! )
I saw a gal with golden hair
Dancin'
The rollercoasters that we live for
And the faces passing by
Hope that never falters
The dance that never dies
The love that never loves less
And the bonds we call our
Written by Rickie's father, Richard Jones, as a lullaby for her
Live at the Wiltern Theatre (1992)
Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The night
on the barbershop doors
Entourage, security galore
When was the last time
You rolled by yourself, superstar?
Got so much love, I shot Cupid in the heart
I'm awakened
time
I'll dedicate my life i'll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life for you
I got a love jones for your
Body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone
the cush by the pounds
Nigga ankle blingin' baby wrist on freeze got
The pinky on the ice love a bitch wit gold teeth nigga hot
Girl nigga loving the G
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
I need)
You're all (you're all)
I need
To get by (all I need, all I need)
I got a love jones for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes
These, fragile cycles in the air
Story of life, with us, they share
The purest love can reach you
Be prepared
I'm so into you
It makes me dance, dance ,
Through a libra sign
Up on one scale
While she's down on the other
Keeping it from tipping by pumping
I need you to realize
I love the way you dance baby
to Amsterdam, hit the club, hell no, I didn't dance
Rolled around a little, smoked the weed, seen the red lights
Ain't fuck a prostitute but the head nice, get
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