Lyrics:
blinding you on east coast time
Hope California makes you feel alive
'Cause I'm right here waiting for your sunset eyes
To look in mine
And now I'm
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Ylthgin, this women need to be living by it
Stay fit n' way driven paste it and dye it
I am the king killer captain
a black
But lose yo mind over a dog
If it’s war then bring it on
Cause we been waiting way too long
Don’t get it twisted
Martin was a king
But I’m more
on the river's what I live for
Got the radio playing and my boat while I float
Take a toke and listen to Merle
Hot sun, cold one, I'll be a son of a gun
I'm
you are the realer your problems
I reached for the stars but I just kept slipping
On this life mission, never know what's next
Ancient kings from Egypt,
pave
Well tell me would you rather live like a king, or Live like a slave, I’m stuck in my ways
They said I was mad, they called me insane
They said I
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
me forget about the color I might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered by the blood of the King
I don't do black
Man I'm just trying to find
My way in, I'm waiting
I'll just be on my mind
Yeah I'm one of a kind
I always grind
When the struggle comes by
Man I'm
We're all kicking, we're all screaming
We're all sleeping at the wheel
We're all California dreaming
Playing house and paying bills
We're all
know how to store it
Cannot file it away, so it hovers in our energy, stagnant
A lost document
So it went
Southern California, five years old in
always called her my sunshine
We speak everyday only text sometimes
Around the way girl cuz she lives close by
And oh my you're so gorgeous
Skin so
it's crazy I think I
Run it run it run it back put on the huncho dubai cactus jack
Fuck on our opps then smoke up on their pack rand by the hundred bag
Malone
Sex is on fire young Randy Kings of Leon
Had to go put my nose to the grind stone
Need diamond, he want rhinestone
Polarizing timezone
Shorty had
low
Live fast drive slow
Get money stay low
Live fast drive slow
I wanna buy nice things
I wanna car and a watch and a crib
We wanna live like kings
Do
niggas shoot
I'm from the Bronx you could tell by my boots
Timberlands unlaced
It was sickening collecting chump change
Ain't religious ain't go to church
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
order plenty ammunition for the
Enemies that I got i'm the King
I'm just looking for my Coretta Scott
Bet I pop, like a boy band
I'm annoying to rappers
And getting money is hereditary
That California kush got my
Eyes red as cherries
These bitches waiting on they next pay day
I'm in a XK-8
With the body
far away, one day for
Just one taste of
Strawberries and some island honey by the beachside, bless me, diving into holy water
Skylines in
live and she know she know, oh I can feel it oh I really need that one last taste of
(Chorus)
Strawberries and some island honey by the beachside,
There are babies with guns beheading their friends
In shopping malls around the world
Yet somehow the Kings of Leon still find time to write songs
& written by Leon Tschernawin
out a call
And I'll see you on the coast
All bullshit roll's west
Collects the lonely ghosts
In California
I'm waiting for ya
In California
I've got
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