Lyrics:
Sitting back on my MC status
I ain’t good at math but I’m above average
This got a ring to it, no rush to marriage
Or ride the horse and carriage
calm before the storm
But my experience tells me something´s wrong
I'm sitting waiting with my gun
Don´t you try to take my breath away
'Cause I'm
me my pay, and I made that old Ford fly.
She was sitting on the porch, when I rolled up her drive.
I was covered in dirt from a hard days work.
I'm a bullfrog sitting on a log
Watching them flies like a bone to a dog
Hey yup the sun done coming up
Bait, pole and a coffee cup
It's alright if
on the up fucking up the streets
Everyday a new city that we reach
But even though we turned around a mess
I'm sitting in my yard thinking that I could be
the guys
That you'll see on the street
Sitting on the walls or at the bus stop
Calling to girls that look sweet
No, I am just a brother
Looking for love
One two three four five
We are young and proud
Sitting at the edge of the world
To see the fireworks
Take it easy now
'Cause my rules have
when I thought all the movies were real
I miss my ouma sitting reading Danielle Steel
I miss the first childs play and Jurassic Park
I miss Jake
Sitting here wide awake
Thinking about when I last saw you
I know you're not far away
Close my eyes and I still see you
Lying here next to me
Wearing
when it hurts
Teach me how to smile when I'm sitting on a frown
To lift somebody up when the world has kicked them down
Teach me to be humble,
or
Bo'guard the lane
Piece on the neck at the Crawfish Fest, or the Bayou
Classic I'ma do my thang
Syrup in the cup man hol' up, Cadillac truck sitting
a thing
And baby when we touch
All I can see is the image of us
Sitting by the ocean
Just before the dusk
Sippin' on a juice box and
Sand between
sitting there
Staring at the icy water, and the birds on the peer
A boat had come in from Cuba,
I could smell the sugar in the air.
Then she held
done
Do what you do, do what you do
You’re sitting there in the morning light
Ready to create your sunrise
You observe while others gonna touch
and get him
My lyrics will hit them when I'm sending shots
I been out what you been 'bout
You ain't did shit you've been in a drought
Sitting in a house
I'm sitting with an empty glass and a broken heart
Thinking to myself what have I done
Cause as my future got bright we started losing light
And I
Sometimes nothings better than sitting on the couch eating whatever
Watching movie clips with taco chips and nacho dips and peppers (mm)
We had a couple ups
When the roads are closed
Do you know where you should be?
When the lights are dim
Are you going to come crying to me?
'Cause you're sitting
Moet, Sacci set now a Vette
Doing bout a hundred-five, down the highway
Yellow bone on my side, sitting sideways
Independent women, should I say franchise
Into the fire on my own, hey
I know I won't see your face again, hey
Are you sitting there alone, hey-ey
Are you thinking like me, all
had the chance,
You're gonna find me sitting out this dance,
Somebody better call an ambulance
'Cause instead of you talking,
The shit you
Who's she sitting at the sushi bar
Is she with the dude with the fat cigar
'Cause he in the air like blaze-bla
And if so why the hell's she looking
it,
Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two.
Oh, lovely Rita meter maid,
Where would I be without you,
Give us a wink and make me think
through the drive-in and we were loking
My niggas wasn't supposed to be back there
The West, the west, the west
Sitting on Slauson for the fish
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