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So, so, so many regrets
You tell me you're depressed, baby girl
That makes two of us

I fell in love with an emo girl
I'm in love with an emo girl
I

Smokin in the back of the party
Yeah yeah yeah

Gettin talked at by the guy who sells molly
Hey what did you say man I'm sorry
I think he's tryna tell me

look like Keyshia Cole and she heaven-sent, Baby bottles for the drink for when it's time to measure it
Them pints in by the load, you would think that

as the truth. You don't have to believe it. 
Why keep me waiting this way? Can't you see that I care? 
Com'on! 
Oh come on baby, turn off all the hate, 'cause my

It was down in old joes barroom
In the corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
And the usual crowd was there 

Next to me stood big Joe

Yeah yeah
Diamond on my neck bitch
You ain't got no bands
Yeah
Just text your bitch
She ain't got no plans
You is a lame
You ain't got no fans
Like

as I'm singing my songs
Oh ItsMarco Ima make my statement let it show that I belong
I didn't do this alone give praise to God
I didn't do this by myself

It was down in old joes barroom
In the corner by the square
The drinks were served as usual
And the usual crowd was there 

Next to me stood big Joe

And always just like Goku and Chi-Chi Vegeta and Bulma
Here we go every day yeah yeah I love you baby

I'm a super saiyan everybody say yeah
I'm losing my mind

and i put on colone
Roll my blunt and be in my zone
I know she be playin songs
She tell her friends im on the road
Pulled up im rubbin her toes
She wet

I really don't need you, cause I be back in my zone
And I'm like baby do you wanna be alone
She wanted space, but I gave her the stars
I'm going

“Two Cats”By Rhune Kincaid
This is a song about my household where I live.
Yo, I got two cats. So f--ppin’ what?I’ve got two cats. So f--ppin’

baby
The wifey Incredible she deserves everything
God is so good you can tell by the look on my face
Never mistake my faith for weakness if anything this

Buying rounds I got eleven so much tequila it's agave heaven
Bottles of wine we got seven, wolves of Boston Garnet Kevin
Gourmet I stay cheffing if you

sing the same songs
Everybody's in the club, grab a bottle, late night
Getting drunk, getting high
It's all the same, when getting by
But don't

to Jehovah
I ain't no bitch
So why the fuck you make this life Bend me over?

My baby need a new stroller
Pray her cup runneth over
In the fast life
Feel like

of what you wanna become
Plan out the steps and follow each one
So when we're older I'll let you stop by and say, "Foster wassup"
Wassup Baby!

Keep on trying
She thought she could, so she did
Hang in there, darling
Someday you'll look at how it happened

Singing songs up on the stage
Became

to stop thinkin' of the time
This may not be the best
It's only the perfect ride
With you by my side

be waiting for you
In Palm Springs
Where the sunset skies so pink
And I can be
I can be, I can be

Yours til the sunrise
Baby look in my eyes
Sound up,

Heard yo'
Seas rocky we ain't on the same boat
Bandana like I'm Santana, strap like Rambo
I got snaked by my brothers gotta keep the ammo
Dressed

you tomorrow
Isn’t going to go down like it should
But when the bombs start falling
And the horsemen start calling
I’ll be too far out to reach

I’m

Glance at me
Across the room
Come on baby
What you gonna do?

PRECHORUS: 
You’re the kind of girl I want
You and I can come…together as one
 
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Close

song, its a dance
Baby obsessed she go grabbing my hands
Goin to shawties house, dipping out class
I aint fuck with Rachel, she look like a man
I aint