Lyrics:
It was lookin' like a good day
Eighty-seven and a clear, blue sky
We were strollin' down 30A
Koozy wrapped around a Bud Light Lime
We were
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
Waiting for a love to take me
Out of the blue
I thought love had passed me by
Till out of the blue came you
Spreading my wings alone I'd fly
That
Smoking by my lonely lonely
Ak forty seven for the hate
I'm counting Yoshi
Talking to my nigga for the pain
The devil want me
Leave it
bitch with some cool eyes
I’d love to kiss a pretty bitch under a blue sky
I’m high as fuck
You’re down to fuck
So what it do
I’m finna rearrange your
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
high that I can kiss the sky
(Up, up to the sky) yeah, yeah, Tical
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Three, two, murder one lyric at your
riding's at an all time high
Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly
Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky
I came up robbin', starvin', Sun
throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no more we built it from poor
Me and Royce hit and restore
Clear pictures of possibilities
Never the real thing
Baby, baby baby blue
Why'd you leave so soon?
Baby, baby blue
Baby, baby blue
The sky was painted
God fucking dammit
Oh my god
Okay, here we go
Ay yo
Jared Young got the brand new shit seven
Blue and white, she look like Tyler Ninja Blevins
Uh,
Turned off the Sun and kiss the Moon to make an eclipse
But, I never guessed I'd find you in here
Can you turn these light blue skies into a dark red line?
Turned off the Sun and kiss the Moon to make an eclipse
But, I never guessed I'd find you in here
Can you turn these light blue skies into a dark red
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
dans c'plat mais pas des pieds, j'crois qu'j'ai le blues du baleinier
Parfois j'me sens plusieurs comme l'éléphant sur sa toile d'araignée
Certitudes
Sarajevo
But I make sure their albums make a peso
Dashie's getting slammed by snow
6 inches on the western portion, it'll blow
If I were a Monstercat artist,
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
took a-me by my hand, she said lonesome George you don't understand
Who do you love?
The night were dark and the sky were blue, down the alleyway a ice
took a-me by my hand, she said lonesome George you don't understand
Who do you love?
The night were dark and the sky were blue, down the alleyway a ice
Now Arlene took a-me by my hand, she said "Lonesome George you don't understand,
who do you love?"
The night were dark and the sky were blue, down
Yeah yeah
One time
For the first time
Two times
For my last
You and I in the Neon Sky
300 Horses when I breeze by
Tell em move over that’s Nov
In
the knuckles turn blue
I been hooped by wise men
Check horizons, read the flight plan
Spread the lifespan
Sky heights are set, it's time to climb these steps
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
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