Lyrics:
here down by the pool
Leaning back, grinning like a monkey fool
Kool-Aid in my hand
I just know it's not a one-night stand
Here's Jimmie with the ovoid
You can catch me in a foreign with some blood stains
I don't wanna go out leaking brought the first aid
I've been thinking bout some things but in
the values high and KG could get got
By the deadline the headlines until then are stock
But the kool aid is overflowing cups and crocks
To the standers by this
people like a Chicken
Wayo wayo wayo wayo wayo
Buhari invite foreign Soldiers to our aid
Nigerians are dying and we can't bear it again
Humanity first,
Fatality
It's a cool day
I've been drinking kool aid
Partying everyday
Your bitch wanna get laid
I ate her like some jelly
I left her at the tele
land
And curses to take
But know we'll never be afraid
As long as the wood
Will still be good
The bards will never need aid
Oh Luìs from the South who
When I was a kid I never ripped a Band-Aid off
I'd peel it slow 'cause I was scared to hurt myself again
When I became a young man breaking up with
lemons all the time
Aid
Cello
Aid
Aid
Gelato
Aid
What do you do when all is said about the signs
What do you do, it's done it's dead and now it's time
bout some money
Chill and take a sip of Purple Kool Aid
I ride by myself
People always hating
No one can be happy for the big things
Still they need my
I've been sippin' Kool-Aid, I've been sippin' Kool-Aid
I've been sippin' Kool-Aid, on a Monday, it's a cool day
I'm sippin' Kool-Aid, way sweeter
Magic Cool-Aid
Written by: Tim Lynch
That Magic Cool-Aid
That Magic Cool-Aid
That Magic Cool-Aid (chorus)
That Magic Cool-Aid
I get that PTSD
know
How to read between the white lines you take just to heal it
I can tell
You cover up with a band-aid love
Cause you don't wanna feel it
I don't
Can't keep up with the drama man that shit give me a headache
Can't fix it with a band-aid
That what the meds say a
Can't keep up with the drama man
When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid
When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid
Roses are red and
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet,
But not as sweet as you
Roses are red and
Violets are blue.
Ad id aid id mud
Ad id aid id
Auf einmal will jeder irgendwas von mir haben
Manche kriechen Arsch
Um mir irgendwas zu geben
AidS, bereit dir alles wegzunehmen
Ghetto an die Macht -
And I buy ‘em champagne like it’s Kool-Aid
Barbiliscious on Wednesday
Paper cuts so I think I need a band-aid
I’m with my niggas Thursday, I’m in
[Chorus]
This is a warning fe each and everyone
You have fe no bout the AIDS upon the island
This is a warning fe all the youth them
Listen
with wounds to bind
Like you're pouring salt in my cuts
And I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can bandage
the purple kool-aid cult
They lost their head and claim it's all my fault
I'm fed koolaid intravenously
I must regain my own autonomy!
[Pre-chorus]:
you, can't let you have my lovin'
Please
Can't love you tonight
Love is no longer free
Price is high
I don't want no AIDS or herpes
I can't love
R-E-S-C-U-E
Rescue Aid Society
Heads held high, touch the sky
You mean everything to me
In a fix, in a bind
Call on us anytime
We'll appear from
wounds to bind
Like you're pouring salt in my cuts
And I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
'Cause you can bandage the damage
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