Lyrics:
plotting
Now all I gotta do is keep 'em watchin'
In 20 years you can tell my son his dad was a hippie
Spirit like Bob Marley, that's why we named you
named Eeyore is his friend
And Kanga and little Roo
There's Rabbit and Piglet
And there's Owl
But most of all Winnie the Pooh
Winnie the Pooh
to the words that I speak
As I take me a drink to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's
She's got houseplants,
To keep her company.
I bought her a goldfish
She named it after me.
We look at old photographs,
Of lovers come and gone
the bay
I was tourin overseas, 2-50 everyday
Just came back in the middle of the may
In the Maybach with this chick named May
Wanna know if she can do
Yeah, look
Let me tell you about a kid named Steven
He's slowly running out of things to believe in
Every couple of months his mom leaves him,
I've seen too much this year
I long for it to pass
The type of memories
That turn a heart to glass
My mother named me well
My father worked
on an overdose
Only hours after pushing out a young baby though
She named her a miracle and prayed for her baby's soul
In the town
Downtown, in the town
call a taxi
Cause I'd rather be at home when I am finished, just relaxing
Get a second wind, call a girl named Becky
And stick four fingers up her
A long time ago a second lieutenant named Spears
Returned to the States after staying overseas three years
His wife said, "Welcome home, Dear
"but
feel the sun about to rise
When I realized we had nothing to fear
It's just me and my daddy and a kid named Cope
Making music that nobody would hear
the boy weh named Zlatan
Real rastaman no take no talk nor no chat from
No crazy ballet dem get boxed with a bat an'
Haffi lyrically fit fi step
the flirting in a message
Here's another named Sade'
Always use to party with her, now days
Now days she's just lonelier than before
FaceTiming me the nookie
This is the story of a girl named Sue
She don't know what to do
Fell in love with the M.C. Maximi
Causin' Mad hystery
On the Telefonterror
Ich
mum's house
I be the stereotype, I got an ex named Taneesha and Felicia, real shit
I be the stereotype, see my credit's so shit I can only get cash
I am an old woman named after my mother
My old man's another child that's grown old
If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire
This old house
are named Daisy or Daniel
And all of them are his and none are mine
They yip and yap and howl at the moon
They bark at midnight, bark at noon
When
and Cease cool again, she no longer mad at him
Biggie got a street in Brooklyn named after him
Cardi B won a Grammy, New York proud of her
She the new
and Jeff Healey
Frank is dead from Teenage Head RIP
From the Commodore to the old Marquee
And every guy, from every band who's named Gordie
And we
looked just fine
Instead of bein' my deliverance
She acted with assemblance
Of a cat named Frankenstein
It's another Saturday night and I ain't got
And oh were you named the patron saint
Patron saint of lost causes
Fist fight
Always coming through
Was it you? Was it you?
But I'm fell into
in a street car named desire
Buried in the back of your parent's car
All the fake camera tourists have left
With the margarita girls and dirty
on beach patrol
But watch out for that new one
Named Sargent Alan Doyle
(Hey boys, whats going on?)
Sargent Doyle
(I'm off in ten minutes, do you mind
I was named after my grandmothers in the tradition of my family
I was born after my stillborn sister
Romantic idealistic lies euphemize as fantasy
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