Lyrics:
again I
Would have gone to the Art Institute
Over the American Academy of Art
I would have researched where I could have
Got the best and the strongest
a number
Just look at D-wade
CP3 still got mad skill
I can't wait to go out
Get out of this drought
And finally end up lucky
Yeah yeah oh baby
So baby
Just
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife commandments
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
It's the ten wife commandments
I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
It's the ten wife
choose
Cos what I feel about you
What I think about you
All the colors in my mind
They can't describe you
You Mix em well together
Paint me by the number
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
shirt everyday
Get a hole in it, go the store and I buy it again
You already know who it is, for real
Still on the coast where they throw the set
that I could hurt this way
And heartache number two was when you came back again
You came back and never meant to stay
So, I've got heartaches by
heart
Although she's talking to me by heart
Kung Lao this shid is by heart
No gates no scents but girl no se odour me
Menbra mm3tu ne tinsa
Mmm na memmc
heartaches by the numbers
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache number three was when you
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
the outside so clean
Don’t smoke too much baby it’ll put you down like lean
This that new six 3 I don came back
Smoking Ice Cream
Paint Job
Smoking Ice
You know poverty is a sin and nobody wants to go to hell
That's why we all working hard to be rich you know
NBA means Never Broke again
Sapor y3 Bae
(phone was number)
Name it by my side (for the few days)
Just got home here hate me always alone girl
Go me and will be time
There was me (oh yeah just
hu-umped me down, paged a nigga on my beepah.
As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speakah.
My girl paged again, and again, and again
your eyes on me
I know I'm just 23 but I hate to admit
That lockdown was the only time I found peace
I want to paint me by numbers and figure all this
tell by the numbers on my scale we eating great
With my head on a swivel alert at all times
I'm doing what I gotta to protect me and mines
Out of sight
One, two, three...
BILLY the Mountain
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
hu-umped me down, paged a nigga on my beepah.
As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speakah.
My girl paged again, and again, and again
Ooooooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Counting my blessings, counting my blessings naming them one by one
The number's interesting, the number's interesting
Ach fiha ga3 la masd9atch (fuck it), do it again
Ach fiha ga3 la masd9atch (fuck it), do it again
All by myself, yeah, do it again
Yetra chnou
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