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Still can't roll that passenger window down
That D in Home Depot's still burned out
Can't stop life goin' by too fast
Friday work, Sunday church then

at the payphones just because, passing it to whoever wandered by
Later on, a few months, I found myself in the strange position of not having any pot
For the first

gone like a Month of Sundays/ most of my fun day turned out to be my worst days/ in the worst-case I got to get it in the worst way/ even with Gunplay

Wakin up Sunday morning
6'o clock on the dot
My mind's hazin
Still fucked up, drugged up
And you got me thinkin
About how life was better
Not

Runnin' for a month of Sundays
Mile after loaded mile
Too long since I've been drove wild

Stackers and yellowjackets and
Black coffee won't subside

Ey I remember some months ago, I've been acting like a douche
And I've been stressing my parents ,when I was smoking kush
Sunday to Monday damn, I've

her Sunday school down the road

'Cause I'm raising me a country girl
Don't be fooled by her golden curls
She's sweet as sugar but tough as nails

the last four years was by me
And like that feeling it weren't gone away
And her mum even took us on a holiday
And I ain't gotta ease in shit
Couple

Dontgetit

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition] [Clean]

2008

months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets

Dontgetiti

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Clean]

2008

months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say f*** em and we the same
So hello mothaf***a' you got some sheets

Dontgetit

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter III [Deluxe Edition]

2008

months I gave Ms. Cita pain
Now it's young money baby, keep the change
My mama say fuck em and we the same
So hello mothafucka' you got some sheets

Good Die Young

D12

D12 World

2004

surprised by the look of that ride that the other peeps survived
Nine months later another one died
Somebody shot him in the side when he was starting up

below the floor if you'd be by my side

It's been a long month
I've been waiting for you to come home
But the feeling remains
I don't just love you for

Go to bed
I'm tired of you doin' in my head
Haven't talked in months you're not my friend
I'm fine
No, I don't care to fix it

Understand
I'm not

fading away, replaced by an alarm dial
I'm stuck in Sunday dreaming, whenever my baby walks through the door

September has come back around
It's been a month, a fresh made bruise
Sometimes I still look for you now
California's burning again
Bring me home we said we'd

the average girl
Now I'ma send your mind through a twirl
Now usually I'm narrow-minded, never blinded
By any man, but somehow I got binded
I mean caught up,

angels and I'll fall for addicts, and I'll crush on anxiety and get crippled by it at The same time
The rats in that walls they remind me that I have got

on the passenger seat are from my nemesis on new years eve
With Roman hands and Russian fingers
You clasp those claws around their ankles
Cut by the rust of your

tranquility in still water
When you guided by the evil one never miss a step
On your way to the wrong gates filled with regrets
Nightmares full of screams

Woo Yeah
Yo Poe you killed em' with this one man
You know what this is
Competition by fire
Competition by fire
I smashed in a Cadillac
And I'm back

Christopher's riding on the passenger side
Drinks a piss warm beer and offers me a light
We didn't see that Smokey on the Sooner state line
At 100 Miles per hour

at the sky
I got drip like a washer baby Motherfuck a dryer
Hoes to emotional
Yell then turn around cry
Hoe you play too many Games
Bitch you deserve a by

conversations, just us two (yeah)
My only one, side by side, how we finna be (uh huh)
Live our lives, make a whole lotta memories (a whole lotta)
When you sick, I