Lyrics:
all the wishing
So we can start a brand new system
We'll forge their headstones on our floor
And stomp until our feet are sore
Red brick buildings ain't
back in my face
It's not a red flag, more like a red light
We pop out every day, we argue every night
Shawdy you need to make your mind
We wasting time,
that we need a brand new image
Alice, grab my hand and maybe we can paint it red together
Forest's white I got a feeling that we need a brand new image
in the afternoon
Pickin' in peaches in the evening, by the light of the harvest moon
She's my Dixie Red, Southern Rose, my sweet honey babe
Now we
I'm up and down I-10, with a car full of hens
Finta check my ends, finta get this Benz
Stopped short of my drop spot by red lights flashing
I'm
"I see you moving to the groove
Without your shoes and choose to judge you by the bruises on your legs
Before you tried to live your life
You
the light shining through your eyes
And I'm high off these red night skies
I wanna ask you, I need to know
Will you say yes
My heart will grow. I wanna show
a light lad may kiss and fly
A kiss gone by is bygone
Never have I asked an August sky
Where has last July gone?
Never have I wandered through the rye
an All American country girl
Well she comes pullin' up to you at a red light
In some high-fallutin fancy foreign car
Rich lady shades and a little dog in
him than you
If I do the same
If I go away
Will I come back to find you
Brand new?
I wait by gate twenty-five
To realign our fate
The writing's
a pole, huh
I'm still on the road
Red lights, we still on go, yeah, wait, huh
Brand new whip, let's race, huh
Brand new ice, let's skate
She so wet,
on that red dirt parade
Laughing loud, loving strong, where community runs deep
In a small town on a Saturday night, it's a life we love to keep
Over by
the red lights and the concrete
And put my old Red Wings back on my feet
Let a little bit of old make me feel brand new
If I had a week with nothin'
impossible
Sealed the documents of brilliant mind control
Slowly stock unfolds I'm Al capone killing cockroaches
While at home watching Hopkins Drop Oscar Dela
baby, caddy hop (3x)
caddy hop baby, you don't stop...
make you caddy hop, at the red light,
don't trip, go ahead, that shit looks tight,
don't pass
Jonah releases a bark boat in a stream
Watching the waves
Sparkles and beams
Jonah believes one can tell B from A
Light from the dark
Night from
I wana be like the girl in the square frame
You know her birthday, she knows your name
She can handle her weed but you'll still light her bong
She's
brand's Nike
Your ho come through we gone run through it like a green light
Shorty said she wasn't sucking dick so I told her spin off to the other kids
Who
Moonbeams tumble through the gaps in the trees
Playing catch with the light on the frosted leaves
Over a red jalopy
Sitting like a single drop
I just walked down the street to the coffee shop
Had to take a break
I'd been by her side for eighteen hours straight
I saw a flower growing in
superstars, this ain't one of them chicks, you know
I got a key right by the brick, I got a chick, her name Christina
Know who to meet when I need a new two
porch, back door, well-worn wooden floor
All agree that since you¹re gone
The TV, sofa bed, brand new stereo
Just can't seem to get along
They'll all
Fresher than a Mentos, red carpet event clothes
My fellas in Margiela, I'm in Oscar de la Renta
Dressin' like we rich folks, flexin' for these rich hoes
We
on the floor and kick a new dance craze
I can read and I've red since the days of rhythm
If rhymin' is fundamental, then light up a spliff
And grab, and not
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