Lyrics:
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
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Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
her anyway
Im getting cash by anyway I get yo mortgage everyday
Flexin on yo date these niggas mad because they cant relate
Flippin the guap I count up
More than the average bear that’ll roam around in the forest
You hit it off with Drea that jealousy was euphoric
That month I made an album and no one
they'hit the Switch and do drive bys
The 64 Megan Thee Stallion Imma Make her mines
I'm put switches in her panties let That ass ride
We make the grill hit
bad all these niggas tryna say shit
She not with that cause ya boii the one that's slaying
So step back for you get cut by my razor
Ya
She tell me Sol
of any fair explanation of who dared to poison the air, was it rare? Was it cared? When Marry Ware married Henry Ware and her step-son Harper Lee proposed
sleep)
By the time I’m done mercking this song we gonna need to find somebody to clean it up
Yeah
First album debut uh (Let's go)
Gonna blow like a nuke uh
pants like I'm Lee
OKAY
She suckin' and suckin' and suckin
Promoted to fuckin
I stuff like turducken
I'm pushin' her buttons
Lil' shawty no slut
But I'm
Alright look
I said T O
D A
Y is my bday
25 laps around the sun
Issa relay
Name's Tenney Lee Way
Yet never leaving leeway
For rappers cause nine out
as you dominate my personalized playlist
You're my favorite track on the album
Skipping through all the songs, but when I hit yours, I'm like "Yo, her beat
Lee back in town I heard the neighbors went to go see the reverend
Send them packs out ups along with a prayer to heaven
Jitt keep sippin' and don't
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
on the first date
I pop a bottle with her on her birthday and tell her ass "get on!"
Disrespect my chick, that type of shit'll get you spit on
I don't hit
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"
The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
her out
Put the hook on her, now she got love in the south
I got some purp' on me now
Stacking the Styrofoams up by the door
They don't let me back
a movie Spike Lee
She keep commenting on my IG
She won't stop hitting my jack
I had to block her on the snap
Put a few hoes in rotation
I got hoes in every
Illuminati hit
Dreams is free and escape is sleep
For a fool peep jewels, keep tools for tough time
The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind
The sun
really ate her out even though she got 10 bodies
I knew he was lying when he said he got 10 bodies
She hit up my phone and said she wanna do me
I don't
on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my
to bein' toxic (crazy)
Had an elevator fight remember that?
That was before they broke up and he took the Bentley back (vroom)
He ain't even hit her they
stop me, yeah
Heard your album, break weed on a copy, yeah
I used to want her, now she sloppy, yeah
Compare 'em to me, they can't top me, yeah
a dog I KNOW THAT HE LOOK'n TO BONE
FREE ALL THE SOLDIERS LOCKED IN THEM CHAINS
It's free them till they ass come home
Got curved by the dimes
Her man be
caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
Now I got a cousin by the name of Vaughan Lee
Better known to y'all as Cutmaster Cool V
He cuts, scratch,
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
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