Lyrics:
shines on the shipping lanes
Off the coast of Venezuela
And as he looks out at the oilers
Riding heavy up to Texas
He sings a little to himself
Luna,
you the way I do
Has made me feel like a shipping store
Shining brighter, shining more
And I wonder how I ever got along
Without you
There's
For ten to seven in shipping and receiving
You remember when nothing was wrong
But it's been so long
And you're tired of the scene and you're
What really happened in
Roswell '47
Shipping back pieces to hangar
To slowly put it together
To find new weapon technology
And maybe answer how
over, and the shipping days are done
Like a child for the first time I will lie here again.
say that youth is wasted on nothing,
I say that youth is wasted on nothing.
Hey, hey, woah
Is that what you want when you get old?
Shipping out
To discombobulate
I'll send ya back and packing
In a shipping crate
You'll make a better living
With a spinning plate
You're only second rate!
I'm like a shipping tycoon
Full of promise and cum
I'm a salamander, short riff lover boy
Causing grief for the bleeding eyes
I'm the turgid fucked
I'm like a shipping tycoon
Full of promise and cum
I'm a salamander, short riff lover boy
Causing grief for the bleeding eyes
I'm the turgid fucked
been perfect, 2 were casualties of it's it's,
I always wanted radder things for Christmas
The rest were cool
I'm shipping out a torso in the a.m
You
perfect, 2 were casualties of it's it's,
I always wanted radder things for Christmas
The rest were cool
I'm shipping out a torso in the a.m
You should learn
a good American
But they recruited my little brother
And they're shipping off my friends.
Broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight,
shoreline appeared
Earthquake broke the harmony
Liquidity of body and mind
Shipping with the beast of beauty
Sea mirror's the elements of space
They shipping that Lam to the crib while I'm on tour
When I get off of this bus it's gon' be pedal to the floor
'Fore a nigga even step foot through
therapeutic
Ruin who is in my head
Like carnivals where the crews switch
Shipping free for thought
So we droppin' bombs like clue did
So many different lanes
Tryna lose they clothes even tho it's not a pole
I know there's hatred for a reason and it's tis the season
Shoutout to rocky shipping music man we
a shipping crane
Shit had the strip looking like a traditional Christmas day
Turn your living space to camp Crystal lake
Might pistol whip you to the base
with angel tip prows
Shipping mercenaries to dock
Meanwhile your children
Are shielding the buildings
That shelter their very own doom
Dad of the bride
Harry the Postman, he worked in the mailroom
He did his job and did his job well
Stamping and sorting and packing and shipping
Alone in his own
Whipping up the work I feel like slaves (slaves, slaves, slaves)
I'm shipping out the work when I get paid (paid, paid, paid)
So many boxes in my crib look
A single word that you say
I’m shaping up and shipping out
Starting today
I was wrong
I was wrong when I gave you my love
I was wrong
When I thought that
Self sufficient Kick Starter zero backers
Cargo tanks shipping product we
Unaffected by embargo planks
In Italy Bumping Nardo Ranks on the house
Plate
caught contact
He crack whipping
If I don't do a feature, trust me, boy
Them jacks shipping
High as hell, my eyes low
You was skipping class
I was skipping
even make it to the store
Talking like a star but you ain't
Never playing in the fort
Shipping iPhones, switching time zones
If we hear it's up then we
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