Lyrics:
rock, for my slingshot
Better haul ass, don't be no slow poke (nope)
Through the tall grass, run your ass off (yeah)
Oh no, got your pants caught
put the guns to
Fuck 'em all, kill or be killed, it's still a thug rule
Back of class, high on grass, 'til I said "fuck school!"
What's meant to be
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou
The old bayou
There's a dark haired woman that looks
Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches (Seventeen)
Freak bitches, (Eighteen)
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches (Nineteen)
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets
you feel good, pull up in that lac, uh
Butterfly doors
Peanut butter seats from front to back to front row
People know I'm pimping cause your bitch she
adapt
My first theft was a bag in Lac
Cuh' ain't know that his stereo gone
Made 250 by Saturday morn
Flip that bitch got some weed sold alone
My step
J's brand new lac
I do it how I do it tryin to let the money stack
I'm good out cheer cuz the hood got my back
I'm from a city where they keep
can't fall quick
Man my new boo she a stallion she a tall bitch
Im on some Gary Coleman shit I got the big head
You talking cemetery shit because that
some
Don't care bout the gas, I pull up leave the Lac running
What goes around comes around, just know yo time coming
I still be riding getting money,
we slapped the face
Beamer Tuesday Benz tomorrow stack the dubs up ten feet tall
Knots is thick my hoe ass fatter see big tone go grab a ladder
I
times in the past when I had to run
Like getting chased as a kid by the Dobermans
I jumped off the porch enlightened from the sun
You got to stand on all
me standing tall shooting marbles & playing basketball stealing cookies from Joe playing hookie from school putting dukes & xcurls in our hair acting
CANT GET PICKED BY LIKE NICK CROSS
I AINT GOT TIME I CANT BE YA FATHER
I AINT GOTTA TAKE IT I AINT DARREN SHARPER
GOT HA HITTIN HIGH NOTES PHANTOM
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
we live our life
by the ocean walk
in the tall grass
by the sea
long amber light
your lips unlock
this is where
I want to be
wait till
doesn't want to play
I'm gonna open up the door wide
And I'll be runnin' in the tall grass
With my own dog by my side
and when I find a secret hiding place
of mind)
I'm not evil by design, but I feel dead at times
Stick that needle in my eye, just lost my peace of mind (peace of mind)
I'm not evil by design,
the lumbermen cut down the trees.
I've played in the sand with the gulf coast wind,
Fell asleep in the grass tall and green.
But nowhere I've been would I go back
had been hurt by the things he had said
Go walking in the long grass to find his peace
Sometimes it'd grow so tall he'd lose his way
Ooh, now it's all
been mown
Ten feet tall, overgrown with weeds
Cold blue light, warm red light
Blue-green grass, jangling glass
These things I bought, Comisio sauce
through the withered grass
And by the lake of slender rushes
Where the wild breezes
Came to dance minuets
Dear Angel, you diminished
The darkness of my
Francisco, Ashtabula
You're gonna have to leave me now, I know
I'll see you in the sky above
In the tall grass, in the ones I love
You're gonna make me
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou
The old bayou
There's a dark haired woman that looks
I've seen love go by my door
It's never been this close before
Never been so easy or so slow.
Been shooting in the dark too long
When somethin's
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