Lyrics:
got Cha-nay-nay on her too
When I'm in Tom Ford and I'm in the strip club
Can't let the cheap pussy get too close
I just spent twenty thousand
That's when I start cussin'
Police steady askin' me who did the bustin'
Why oh why can't I get help
'Cause I'm black, I gots to go for self
Too
pores
Get raw and kill boors
I can capleton when I'm on a tour
Some manifest, with slugs in they chest
God bless all the cowboys in the wild wild west
a cutie, we spoonin'
Take it back and take a look at yourself
Take the lesson, put it all in the air
Too many days gone by
Sittin' by the phone, waitin'
(Holiday season)
I feel so free (so free)
So loose, drinks on me
I'm too G, Gucci links on me (ah)
Game locked down, I'm the nigga with the key
I see
ready for Christmas
I didn't know you were coming
Hey, don't sweat it, I'm just here to sing a song
We've been moving too fast and we should slow
at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
Thank you, thank you very much
For comin' out this evening
Thank you, thank you, thank you you're far too kind
Hold your applause, this is your
With plenty women that's still on the fee?
And it happens that every once in a while
I go too deep then I gotta shut it down
She keep on comin' by
What's in is out
Next thing you know, it's in again
The world keeps spinnin' faster by the minute
But I'm just gonna let it spin
'Cause there'll
high,
Jah Rhastafari,
Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto,
Passed it down the table said today I'll be betrayed by one you twelve disciples
Give me
too much
I'm not judging you,
I'm judging me.
My academy.
Your academy
My academy.
Your academy
in Country Music Heaven
Oh What a beautiful sight
He introduced me to Hank Williams and we saw Elvis
And then he showed me the Hall Of Fame
With all
know
Are you a shy boy?
I'm by the stage, I get a look from a rock boy
He's got the shades on indoors like a rock boy
I'm sick and tired of them
Hold on cowboy, the horse gonna giddy up
Where am I, oh nevermind I'm an idiot
Unstoppable bomb I'm bout to go off
If I'm in my habitat, then that
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just
do
Heads you win
Tails I lose
If I'm being honest
This really ain't her fault
Cuz I've been on the corner
Spilling memories in the hall
But I'll go
at the wall while I'm in the hall
Oh, how can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they've kept me up past the dawn
Inside
I'm chasing nickles and dimes
The rest of the world passes me by
Nah, Nah, Nah, I'm just wasting my time
I'm just sitting here and wondering why?
at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn
Inside the museums,
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past
darkest before light
I'm gonna push through
Turbo charged bars
Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game scars in these rap wars
Ain't nothing band-aids won't
one
I rolled up and then I blew one and she did too, uh
Seen Tom Hardy on the street a few weeks ago
Tom Hardy knew what a real cowboy was
Jimmy
I'm like a fuckin' wasp in the hospital lost
Stingin' the fuck outta everything I come across in the halls
I light a candle and place it up
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