Lyrics:
all the Henny
War you can't storm me like him Louis bent it
Gun shotter drop the nine hard, and he hold it
Lick off the pants fall down, we need wallets
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
BS- Chances are you'll find me
Somewhere on your road tonight
Seems I always end up drivin' by
Ever since I've known you
It just seems you
you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
word to V.Roy
I'm with the killers forever, the trenches is in me
The Grammys can't change me for nothin'
I like the bitches who let me just offer
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Two hands in the air, if he don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like
A smile on your face
But not in your eyes
You're looking through me
You don't feel it inside
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on,
like my old lady
'Cause what you say is what you say
Sometimes what you mean is two different things
Depending on your mood if it swings
Think too
A smile on your face
But not in your eyes
You're looking through me
You don't feel it inside
Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby
Ride on, baby,
to take its place
Smooth and warm tender touch
Letting me know that it means so much
To be loved by somebody who (somebody who)
Is just as much in
that'll hurt ya
Serve and murda all busters now,
Hard times gotta grind get mine,
Even if it means pap that's ya life,
And a nigga gotta die by
on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family
What's up?
I know we haven't spoken for a while
But I was thinkin' 'bout you
And it kinda made me smile
So many things to say
And I'll put 'em
it
Pussy? I get it
Cars? I get it
Where my shooters at? we them dope boys
We the weed killers, make some noise
Loso
Drug dealing weather,
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
Here's looking at me
Dancing with history
It seems to be
Like heaven to me
With you at the end of the day
A girl meets a guy
A car passes by
loves it so much and you did ask me to
Act normally, didn't you. I mean I can't cope with all that
Fancy stuff you like to eat.
Alright, I'll eat it
BS- Chances are you'll find me
Somewhere on your road tonight
Seems I always end up drivin' by
Ever since I've known you
It just seems you
Nine O'clock turn it on, turn it on and your spellbound
It's a t.v. movie and it isn't a letdown
Now "The Killer" is on, and they're nearing
of the night
[Ludacris]
It's inevitable and incredible, listen, it's Luda!
By the end of the night you goin' be wanting to marry a nigga
Cause I make 'em
are measured by the things we do
If for the good of all is what you like doing
Then all that good will come to you
That doesn't mean you have to be
to take its place
Smooth and warm tender touch
Letting me know that it means so much
To be loved by somebody who
Is just as much in love as you
Oh
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