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home
Stuffing his mouth with that life of ease
While Lazarus is thin and weak, down the driveway on the street
I don't think he will survive
If he
next door neighbor, only bathes on a Friday
But every single day he uses soap to wash his driveway
That's why the first week in July as we speak
Is
me to them other guys
I won't give you nothing but truth
Uber luxe in the driveway
Tipsy off the Goose, she's a lightweight
Her friends keep
down the driveway.
There’s just something about December and
the way your eyes seem a little bit brighter at night.
We laid on the hillside and watched
And the smell the lilies bring
Wheels in the driveway
And away
All I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
All I
Pull up in your driveway, on a friday, my compadre
I (?), baby ready if you start it
I got bales on a (?), at the disco, shittin' bobby yeah
White
in the driveway
And his eyes are midnight blue
Take a deep breathe
Do the opposite of what you wanna do
Make him wait by the phone
At the door to meet
Sittin' all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren't far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
Where's my mind?
Where's my
rocker like my
Papa with a twelve gauge
Rock salt, poppin ass
Some junkie in a driveway
Doin it my way, "Fuck em", my philosophy
Swingin mahogany
Check it out i'm a nightmare
I'm a double dare
I'm the last one to care but I don't care
Skating down the driveway you like it?
You like it? I'm
Your Tacoma in my dad's driveway
The twenty minutes that I made you wait and
Half smile, half hurry up, babe, but I took my time, yeah
Going
Driveway look like a dealership
I just fucked that hoe
You got a dinner with her
Bitch I got them racks
Ain't sign no deal nigga
Now I'm back in the O, in my
(I still got my truck)
Whoa, whoa
(I still got my truck)
You tore gravel on out of that driveway
Hit north I-65
Took everything that I own
been cracking so the coupe been at large
Call the detail man and have him
Wash everything in the driveway
I'm feeling good cause it's Friday
I'ma take
you moanin' in my ear
You can't be fakin' that
I talked to God the other day
I guess he sent you my way
Cryin' in the driveway
I guess I had it my way
broad
Day with nine K's
Catch you chillin', back or try to pull off
We block the driveway
I ain't gon' lie, it's fucked up
I sold dope to my uncle
He hit
driveway yeah, hulle vra, is jy reg vir rondte twee?
Ek sê ag boys my kop is seer, check hier gaan ons nog 'n keer
Ek is lus vir dans, dans, jy is lus vir
Do you stand in the driveway and wave 'til the car is gone?
Do you have to watch that movie every time it's on?
Can you sleep alone as long
from a tree near
the driveway
And she didn't think she'd make it
through the day
Sometimes all she could think to do was
pray
That God would tend
want her? Do I need her?
Sometimes I be wishing we were married
And had kids with a white fence
A big driveway, station wagon, with no tints
laughs
Can't put up with the push-ups and
The crunches got me cranky
So we're gonna drop a dookie on
The driveway like I'm Banksy
Yo you keep a look out
Mary Jane because
I already sparked it
Then we parked the car, as I opened the door
Some honeys in the driveway passed
Out on the floor it's a mixed race
caught
I see your car parked in my driveway
Your scent it leads me up the staircase
Always play the game your way and I like it
Whenever I’m with you, I
it off like Lil Boosie
Catch you leaving from your mama's way
I'll kill you in the driveway
Mom smoking like a fireplace
Went to school with
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