Lyrics:
yeah
[And let me tell ya girl I'm a party animal see?
Word and I need a man that can hang with this thing
You know what I'm sayin'?
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
HOOK- tried to throw salt on my name and you was silent but im a man all by myself there aint no speaking for me, try to stay up in my lane but
yourself and keep moving
I Dey Ron Ron things make e be for me
Aw Bread winner family keep Calling me
COVID Nti even 2cedi
U go take by salt Eno easy
Aay
of opal shells
white gulls cry, for you and I
butterflies, float away
drift over pools, of salt and clay
mountain man, frosted child
eagles cry,
I've been to Rome, Dallas, Texas
Man, I thought I'd seen it all, oh
Around the world, searchin' every corner
Man, I thought I'd hit the wall
with the program
I'm a grown ass man, call me pops
Fuck around and take your phone ass man
Everybody know Jack, but they don't know Jack, man
They
by the fours
so in other words, nah man, skip the explanation
see that what the rewind's for, so be patient
'cause this is the direction that my pen
alone I fear
Come and see my mental home movies
I never am the star - the villain though by far
A good day can slowly waste away
And all that it takes
Serce mi bije jak stopa, werble kładę na beat
Zostać raperem
Każdy z nich marzy by zostać muzykiem lecz nie robią nic (Ej)
Nie robią nic
Braga na insta
Your touch your smile were mine for a while
Blinded by you, yeah
Your curse reversed lying for hours
But I'm pulling through
Cus I've been blindsided
[Chorus]
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
I'll take 30
man, I'm white as a ghost
But it's my baby on the line from the jersey coast, she says
"c'mon home, honey," gonna make it after all, and it's
First
that I've done
cnd I sure miss the water, I'm a scallop man's son
I'll sing o'er these mountains from morning till noon
cnd dance by the light
that it's always our fault
But everything we say is taken with a grain of salt
Man, it's always the same, if we talk or complain
We only want to upset
I got a a girl who lives by the sea
She’s the one for me
Daughter of an old salt fisherman
By the name of Goliath Lee
Amber eyes and satin skin
Essential Salts of animals may
Be so prepared and preserved
That an ingenious man
May have the whole Ark of Noah in his own
Study and raise the fine
wonder why they call you bitch
You wonder why they call you bitch
Look here Miss Thang, hate to salt your game
But you's a money hungry woman and you
the gambling man
Pays his money and he takes his chance
Watch him do the Cajun dance
Deux by quatre et two by four
Stepping up the coeur
Yea
Cat keep it real
Yo
Cat barley talk i was taught to say less
Haters tend to throw salt they say it taste best
Walk with a holy cross imma stay
by yourself, private plane
I'm that man, you got him so glued, he insane
I'm so high, might let BK just come rule everything
Mmm, I came back from
The act of makin love...is...
[REFRAIN]
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
standing
Be an honest man and keep clean hands
Let your love shine, to those He sends
Not by strength, not by force, but by his spirit )
Don't just talk,
of America, the name on the side
The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
[Chorus: x4]
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