Lyrics:
baby
But you're lookin' far abroad
Wishing upon the wrong star
'Cause it don't know
That's not how it goes
So, I can't explain
Why things are made
(Verse 1 - Pharrell)
You're that girl
(Who) thinks the world
Is somethin beautiful
And that's all baby
But your lookin for a brawn
with shed
Hey good lookin’, why is your shine caught by a shadow?
Hey good lookin’, just like a child, so unknown
The last light of the night
Is shining down
I'll be sittin' pretty singin' Hey Pockey Way!
I gotta tell you baby life's been good to me
And I know that makes you mad
Cause that's something you
Penitentiary blade to cut yo' ass up
Good-lookin' hunk
Lookin' for anybody thats lookin' for me
Shotty look 'em right in the eye
What do I see? A scared nigga
see some bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood
What's understood ain't gotta be explained
human, good or bad
But I also don't respect you and I don't care if that's good or bad
You see you are no M-L-K you are no Jesse Jackson,
You are
don't feel good about this one man
Hey we been doin' this for fuckin' 10 years and we haven't been caught yet
Yeah I just don't know about this one
Hey
human, good or bad
But I also don't respect you and I don't care if that's good or bad
You see you are no M-L-K you are no Jesse Jackson,
You are
gettin' wild
Dirty dancin' in a diesel to a deep southern sound
Saturday night I'm knee slappin' to Alan Jackson
With Coca Cola and a splash of Jack in
up)
(Southside)
Yeah
My dope in the bushes (turn up)
My dope in the bushes (hold up)
I know how to cook it (cook it)
My bitch good lookin' (woo)
and the rain stayed on
And the swamp water overflowed
Skeeters and the fever grabbed the town like a fist
Doctor Jackson was the first to go
Some say
problems bein' real, I got real problems
Old school, top down, slidin' to Phil Collins (swerve)
And, god, my Phil Jackson
And somehow he blessed me with
I've been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by your songs I'm unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black
you gotta remember i'm a
Little hick ass kid who
Lives in Cheatam County i grew
Up on like Alan
Jackson and shit the other stuff
I had to find
For
目的値 見据えて speed up (so good)
通過点を 記してるカレンダー
Day by day 冷静に向上 (so good)
精を出して 努め抜く所存だ
(Learn to try) アイドルとは
(Learn to smile) 選択肢だ
(Learn to fly)
lookin in his uniform
Officer petty in '44
And you might say
Hey what's so great
Sounds like a simple man
He wasn't rich or famous
But to me he
it's done, uh
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
done.
(Spoken)
Hey officer
lets talk 'bout this,now
by the time you let me go
that boy'll be all the way in texas
sure is good lookin'
by the way,
what
Jack, Jill (ah)
Catch your life truly up
We dance with pants, wipe bricks off with Louis scarfs
Mossberg in the old nugget, lookin' like movie stars
with me, for real, it's gonna be somethin'
Hey, I'm talkin' lights, camera, action
Had me singin, "I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson"
Yeah, I got a few hours
the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his pants up
He
with me, for real, it's gonna be somethin'
Hey, I'm talkin' lights, camera, action
Had me singin, "I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson"
Yeah, I got a few hours
write the good rhymes
The whole scenery reminded me of good times
I don't like to feel that I'm put in a rut
By a young nigga that needs to pull his
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