Lyrics:
time I pick me over any of you loosers
Cause
If you don't pick me has your main girl
Baby boy
How the odds of you and me in this world ?
Tell me boy
Arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
So you ask me my kind friend
Why I am sad and still
And why my brow is darkened
Like the clouds upon the hill
got feel like lightning
I been busy but I got time girl
You should come by unwind
We can talk or you can get piped
I could be your T.I
Do whatever you
this town
I said girl if you ever change your mind
Let this ole country boy show you a good time
And I was feeling alright flying high as a kite
That
And I been all around the world I got the girls sayin
Oh my
How is he so sexy and so Fly
Oh god
Hows this boy leaving me tongue tied
Tonight
He's the one
Sippin' on the mud, no money And I can do this by myself
Smokin' on the bud, no buddy I smoke from the top of the shelf
Showin' fake love, they don't
Drop it boys
I say, "Hey man, what you doing later on?"
He said, "Oh man, I'm just hanging out later on"
I said, "I'll swing by and get you
Fuck you, I love you
Hate you, needed you
Fuck you, but I love you 'cuz I hate you
Where were you when I needed you
Said, boy where were you
And I
Now I'm up good
And my money gotta stretch
Everything I wanted
Girl I prayed for it
You stuck by my side
Said you'd wait for it
Different journey
drive-bys
We all in the front line
That boy never did a drill
He do one for the first time
Grab the mic I'm rocking out
Christmas time we popping now
Y'all
Ripped Jeans, only drinks whiskey
I find him by the fire while his girl was getting friskey, ohh
I say we go this road tonight
He smiles, his
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I was doing good with you but now I'm fine myself
Girl just hold on to your love until I find myself
I feel like a lost boy I need to find myself
up in the 'rarri
And the shades down low when I got the Mazerati
Cos I shine so bright with my girls by my side
If he can't deal, tell 'em bitch boy
make it am not saying that am perfect
By the end of time we be perfect
We be loving real good
We be loving real good yeah
Chorus
Girl i wish you
a good day long as you by my side
I keep one hand on the steering wheel other hand on your thigh
Pull up what up dealer
Then I hop in that foreign
She was
Ay, Nicki
A we say tight nookie and stiff titty
Caribbean girls run it
Ayo, Skeng, true seh me peng (fully dunce)
Ratty Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang,
she got friendly down in the sand
He was sweet just turned eighteen
Well she was good you know what I mean
Summer heat boy and girl meet but uh oh
boy dreamin' wild
Was this good enough for my essay?
Probably a C+, but I'll give it to ya' anyway
I, I'm feeling good
Just like everybody should
I,
ever cry and I won’t beg for you to hear me
This pistol by my side, it’s always near me
Step on that boy then pray to God, hope he forgive me
I don’t
Sexy mama
Who gat the keys to the beamer
Girl you got the keys to my heart
Shey you go dey by my side
Sexy mama
Who gat the keys to the beamer
Girl
the
People's chump, I'm worn by stars that I can't reach
Nowadays everybody wants to be mixed race
White boys tan
And black girls bleach (Uh)
Well I'mma dark
someone else
Girl, it's only you there ain't nobody else
Can't let these moments pass us by
Girl, I wanna know the real you
I wanna know, wanna know, wanna
Sip your favorite wine, yeah
Damn you look good in this candlelight
Let me show you how you're mine, girl
That pussy so divine
And we got nothing but
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