Lyrics:
straight to the dollars
Ima be home by the summer
It's been raining so much it's been a bummer
She's a track star so she's a runner
Before you go here goes
It is 4 a.m.
I'm waiting in our bed alone,
Dreaming of your embrace
Wishing you would come back home
But you don't call,
And you don't come,
pussy and buy a Four-Runner
I walk with a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from the back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips,
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
caigo si estás home alone)
Come with me, come with me (ahí mismo, oh, en 4K frente a la cámara, te muevo por toda la recámara, los recibo' están en las
stayed up late
5th step, I walk you home
6th step, we're all alone
7th step, we took a chance
One kiss and true romance
Step by step we climbed
of a ride
He was gone
Then runner
The runner
The runner
The runner
Brick by brick, stone by stone
Block by block, home by home
Bridge by bridge, zone by
sitting home finding my zone giving up
All on my own really alone runner up
My chromosomes made up of thrones glowing up
It's dangerous when
I'm all alone
By the phone
In the zone
Face the storm
Wonderin', if you ever comin' home
I try to run the streets and play
But that feelin' just
Some families thrive on adversity
While others scatter across the globe
Blown by the four winds
You can run away
And try and face your problem alone
the story unfolds
a tale of a broken home
Four four six two nine
Left in the cold, cut by shards of a broken home
Amid shadows, seeking glimmer of hope.
In
away but you
Still feel like
My home
I just like the vibes
When we get alone
Everything about you
Is a 10/10
Nobody's perfect
But girl
You're pretty
So I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
I wanna stay by you
That's my home
Ion like it when I feel alone
That's why I need you
All up on the phone
So I
never showed up
And I watched a thousand people go home from work
Hangin' on the corner of 52nd and Broadway
Cars passin' by but none of them seem
Now I do my laundry by myself
Every night I eat alone
Baby please, please, please
Won't you let me come back home?
Goin' off to college
Passed every
to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land
Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be there by 4:30
'Cause I've made your reservation
Don't be slow
Oh no no
social scene
Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen
It's four o'clock in the morning
Damn it! Listen to me good
I'm sleeping with myself tonight
waiting to happen
The mailman brought me the Rolling Stone
Trouble waiting to happen
It said I was living at home alone
Trouble waiting to happen
I
If you like your apples sweet
And your streets are not concrete
You'll be in your bed by nine every night
Take your hand-spanked, corn-fed gal
to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land
you just remember to never let 'em go
[Chorus]
Even when your hustling days are gone
She'll be by your side still holding on
Even when those 20's stop
on a world tour to help free the poor
From the local drug cats to kids in front of the store
Number runners, gangbangers and the big money spenders
"Into this news. Four fugitives are on the run."
"FBI sources tell us that the four are headed"
"100 miles to their home base, Compton."
Lend me
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