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Tall stories
On late nights
Bar stools
And too many pints
Longing for
Those bygone times
Just memories
Enhanced. And Refined
Those simple things
No

on the line that minus the syllables
I feel the weight put me on the pedal-stool ooh
They said something wrong with me right?
I tryna do this and tryna that

I remember that love when it felt
So good

But now I go through days having to knock 
On wood 

I put you on a pedal stool when I thought you could

the red light 
I still look for you everytime I see a smile across the room 
Every cheap wooden dive bar stool 
I don't even need to see you out, to see you

There is something about you 
Makes me want you more 
And more and more 
Girl your body bad
Come sit pon me golden stool 
Ride pon it pocket full 
Me want

drool
Im the shit like collected stool
Gotcha pissed like the public pool

Loopin tracks that I automated
Call my mom and say. "mom I made"
Stop

There is something about you 
Makes me want you more 
And more and more 
Girl your body bad
Come sit pon me golden stool 
Ride pon it pocket full 
Me want

(Chorus)
Oooo, I'm at the pool party
Drinking at the bar, Portnoy, grab a stool shawty
Bikini on her body, she was born naughty
Put it on my tab, you

in smoke until it all came down
Just like that the tabs and stools and tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned

Just like someone

here's another fifty run a tab for me
No that stool's not taken girl you can sit right there
Ol' Joe'll take good care of you cause he cares
No I didn't

You think that I'm lacking you must be a fool
No I don't bend you know I'm solid like a stool
LongLiveKingSosa it's war about you
Knock a n***a outta

niggas you knew who turned stool pigeon
Same circle without a few niggas
Know who you is don't fuck wit you nigga
Gang sliding
Went from a hoopty

where your vices and good times meet

It's a dive bar drinkin' longnecks down
There's a stool with my name on it shootin' straight crown
It's a dive bar

o clock tired eight ball wired
I'm a buddy when you need
Turn a wrench fix a fence down in a trench
When the world caves in I'll be
Sittin' on a stool

a boost
Get up on this stool
Tell the bartender, send me two
Shots of Grey Goose and cranberry juice
One for me
And one for you
It's time to get loose
Baby

of heartache medicine
Brass rails and bar stools
Toast to the ones who
Sacrifice for you and me
If you need a round after round
Knock 'em down
With a bar star

To players near and far
To bring their instruments and songs and tunes
And play them in the bar
Now the old piano
Stands silent by the wall
All the stools are

shit you know we on the pedal
Stool if bitches play we getting rude
They call me jackboy because they know I'm a shoot
Getting money yeah you know that's

em up, shoot some pool
Feed the jukebox, grab a stool, just hanging
Same old songs they always play
Grab that guy he still needs to pay

Walk in and I

Just got a new case slimy like toothpaste
Don't talk no word just watch it like Blu-ray
Rap about it like cool j
Got gas like the stool weight
For

sure is tough
Just drinking away my blues
I know that you walked out, but darling
I hope you're doing fine
And I still keep this bar stool next to me

against the grain (uh huh, goin')
I stool tall when plenty would have folded from the pain (uh huh, keep goin')
Check the schematics how it's molded in my

have

Gonna kill Hollywood won't change my mind
It's been beggin' me to do it
For the longest damn time
So pull me off this bar-stool
Toss me a dime

stool
Catch you lacking its over...
Bitch you know i don't need you
Blow the whole house up i'm thugging in evil
Blow a whole brick up i'm feeding my