Lyrics:
the sound of soul
And I was
Liberated
By a love of rock n roll
There were
Fast cars
And rhythm 'n' blues
It's like a
Bad penny
That you never ever lose
lookin' gorgeous
Blunt lookin' gorgeous
Clamped by the forceps
Rain dance green plants burn that gas pack
Blue bands booty phat psycho but i like that
Rain
started getting too close
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
New drip, had to pick up
the Monkey" now wait
Who's that new boy?
Shoot that new boy!
My oh my, wait!
Frankie's gone, Frankie's gone, he done been taken by the bad man
Frankie's gone,
it I'll stand by you if you stay by me
You gon be my lady B ima be your jay Z
I'm a skinny bad boy not a heart breaker
I'm not a player baby I don't
(damn)
I been dancin' with the devil, God, can you save me? (Please)
Every dope boy dream to ride in a brand new Mercedes (uh)
Bad bitch say I'm her
that shit again if I can watch your mammy suffer
I've had enough of police I ain't scarred
The next time I see the boys in blue they gonna be the boys
that werk that's great hustle
Cartier shades she way too smooth
Class on a milli by the way she move
Racks on Racks got em chillin on the shelf
Jimmy
[Intro: Frank Calhoune & Kmac]
Ooh; I feel like Diggy-Diggy-Down--Diggy-Diggy-Down Bad.
You know what it iggy-iggy-iz!
Got my boy, Kiggy-Kiggy-Kmac
too[00:34.92]We skate off in them red eyes and left that boy blue[00:38.37]You can only imagine the type of shit I've been through[00:41.57]Takin' risks on 75 south
the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
(You think you bad boy)
(You ain’t really really that bad)
(You the same person I knew once before)
(You just changed your attitude)
(You know
really do it but I had to
Boy you got me fucked up rockin all that blue
Have you ass blooded up like a Piru, nigga
What's the deal
You already know what
of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad beef bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting low big things popping
the bad bitches, they be hanging in the back
Where they at, where they at, where they at
All the party boys at the bar taking shots of Jack
Where they at,
to the head you'll be fucking dead
Top boy gunned down by the oops did you see...did you see how he fucking bleed
Mumzy's be crying so hard can't you see can't
shrimp on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
Pushin cookies in the soft ones
I can do better, by myself, not bad
Girl ate the whole thing if she call
Beanie soulja on this one nigga
Say it's your boy dexter dey here so o
One by one,aosha le para wa
She bad and she bad
She bad and she bad
She bad
(intro)
This track, is by no means, to disrespect, you men and women in blue, that's
true...
But you know there are a few of you out there...
That's
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
Blue Skies I adore you
I was in hell when I was not with you
Shit storm you can float by
Hanging round illuminating everything
Bad thoughts in
smells like broke in this room
I got a head start to my day course she's gone by noon
She looks nice in nude
She looks better in blue
My guy love the white
the data
Broken home gave dem boys in blue a bad rep
They bangin' red or blue that's all them youngin's had left
The truth is a lot of officers be tryin'
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