Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah
(Let the BandPlay), yeah
I like a big booty bitch, look like a horse from the back (damn)
Racked up, I count the shit by the ten
the evil eye Caused two of us to die
And yet I cry
We had to shoot the horses He’d got into their soul
They were possessed by forces That no one could
came in and sang with me that song you love
We were joined by the band, they played the harps and strings for us
Did you know that the story's true
Like Geronimo
Like Quinn the Eskimo
Like the Blackfoot
And like the Arapaho
Like Crazy Horse
I'll be the last one to lay down my gun
On the open
The Porsche porcelain, the rims are gorgeous
The earth went skrrrt, it got so many horses
An all white chain same color your forces
An ounce of what
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
or all the
Things you took from us
It’s crowded pawn shop showing rooms, filled by all the crooks.
I knew it all along
We lead the horse to water
But you
bearer at
Ronnie's funeral such is the Duality of the
Southern Thing And Bear Bryant wore a cool
Lookin' red checkered hat and won football
Games
And as I get long gone
Out where the wind blows
The desert sky, she flies by for miles
And as I keep walkin'
People keep a-talkin'
About
her diss you.
Cause if she roll wit us,
She wont even miss you.
[Game]
Pop rubber bands when I throw a stack,
Before it hit the ground she throw
that you have gone away
I can't believe how much I've changed without you day by day
So I put my band together just to show the world this song that
Dollar signs
They hatin' on me
Whoa Nelly them Ralph Lauren horses
Conceited bitch wit me and she absolutely gorgeous
Working on my fortune
Imported
fire a sad illusion
It's the funeral of what
we've been growing like a child
It's the funeral of what
was a love so deep and wild
Please don't wonder
Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Hambone Hammer where you've been
Down by
Bobby's goin Digital
Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet
Clouded by the Meth we move undetected
in secret society sects,
Okay, okay
Yeah
And we live tonight
Check it, now
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel
will die with me today
In this inside joke eulogy
The funeral is costly but laughter is free
Reading my inside joke eulogy
I'm gonna be dead by the end
Look my squad's half mandrill half Mandela
My band bout seventy strong just like fela
Yeah part melly mel part van halen
And we represent illadel
Could I try on that seersucker suit??
It was the voice of my dear brother Thomas.
He was kneelin? down close by my side.
His breath had just come from
down like the sheik of Iran
Gasoline CREAM wrapped in hospital bands
Model vans, Michael Davis, it's me against housing
Extraordinary pro-black, sold
on somethin' with señoritas,
Pro-political peace, let 'em read
With a Palestinian, Israeli or Lebanese,
Behold the horse I'm paler to ever be
I'm tryin'
looses weight with fruit juice and couscous
The whole danm thang funny
Pay the plan with eight bands of that fake money
Slip by with a gold horse
With
wagons
So no remorse, I'm about the fetti
Had a few horses come by the telly
Eating each other, they get some credit
Got commas on commas, I'm really ready
down like the sheik of Iran
Gasoline CREAM wrapped in hospital bands
Model vans, Michael Davis, it's me against housing
Extraordinary pro-black, sold
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