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Our love you can't replace
The shit you talk is non sense
Cause I know him by the way
Cause I seen him at the BP
Brown in the eye and some blue Jean
Yea

bitch
My first time havin' blues in a band, that shit gave me the chills bitch
In a big body benz lil' nigga, this bitch park by itself bitch
Every bitch

in blue jeans
And a black T
Looking way better than any celebrity
Rolling with the tech
It's an MP3
Hit you with shells
No TMNT
Scorched by the burn

Brown hair, blue jeans, kinda face you only see in movies
Under sunsets, palm trees
Kemptown, back seat, caught up in a moment in a taxi
From

Your sweater vest and my blue jeans
All the wear and tear they've seen
Misty mornings, summer rain
Drying off by the fire again

We were taking off,

of a good time goes a little something like this
I like girls in bikini tops blue Jean shorts and brunette locks
I like nights out with the guys a couple

She's hot with her long, blonde hair
Tight blue jeans and her high heels
She walks by and everybody stares
She's their hell on wheels
She's got what

If you not red or you blue then you green
If you not no trapper or no scammer
Then you a feen
If you not no killers or no hustler you not with the team

I remember colour of the blue sky
I remember my old jeans flannel shirt
I remember dreaming during the music played
Yesterday and tomorrow
I remember

by
Fading away like your dirty and old blue jeans

Town to town
City to city
Always close on your heels
Much to learn
Much to forget
You know how bad

when you hear the blues on those 6 strings
Think of me in Little Rock, just like that song I love to sing.
Think of me in Dallas, when you see those

living my best damn life

Cause just like this whiskey 
cnd these blue jeans
I'm a country girl 
cnd I'm proud to be
Don't need bright lights
Or a big

I grew up overshadowed by deep fields
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

Here I am devoted to this girl
How I love the way you look in your blue

make it enough to where always would grow

I’m walking with stacks in my jeans

I need all the blues and I need all the greens

I’m ruling the shit like

Applejack
Shorty put that thing on my jeans, fanny pack
What I'm putting down, they ain't seeing it, cataract
Pull up and turn one into three, no rabbit hat

knows chase chicken get green
Like by any means
Stab a nigga up I'm going leave him like a bean
Ahhh glock busting out the jeans
Niggas fake niggas change

it seems
Like he's flying by the seat of his outa style jeans
You'll get embarrassed when he ruins your cool
When he pulls out his camera on your

and the color is blue
They say I'm an opp so I laugh and I move
OA on the spot so I made me a few
Run up the pot just in case of them pigs
Get me some money

marzenia w rapie stawiam na true school
DDA Richi Rich w dorosłym życiu luz blues
Nie obwiniaj mnie za życie bez smaku jak Kus Kus

Ty nie pozwól by

hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to flip the script, bust the whip
Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, catch me if you can
I'm

Ooh
Blue jeans and a ripped T-shirt
Blood stains in the 10-seater
Beat down 'cause you know we are
Coming around again (coming around again) yeah

living in hell
But I've been blue since Sandra Bland was murdered in jail
And we know black and browns ain't living as well
All things ain't pink brah

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Drive By

Tion Wayne

Drive By

2019

(Uno, two, tres, four)

I can't hop in the ride right now 'cause there's blue lights flashing (blue lights flashing)
And if that's jakes in