Lyrics:
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
And he thinks he's Hank Williams
Hear him singin' through the door
There's a girl in 202
Who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced by: ricci, Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
(Ladies, sing)
That’s my dick on Monday
Missing that
And you could fall for me
So we go all to the shows
And happiness is all we know
How it got to you
And how it got to me too
I wish I never knew
This shit ain't no hundred bands
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
Palace look like Buckingham
Bills so big, I call 'em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got
It's your boy Bobby Williams (Bobby Williams) . Mazabuka boy!! (Kantu) Kantu what it do (what it do baby) bootman on the beat
Babyteti uchinje in
Mrs. Jones maiden name Susan Roberts
Danny Jones her husband loving nice
Their second boy named for her father Casey
Middle name William, and no
of the dead,
One night a rapping came,
Upon her window pane,
In ghostly white her William beckoned her upon his steed,
With hellish speed they rode by open
privilege, something he can't ignore
An emotional prisoner of war
Bittersweet ending that was incomplete
You left behind your boyfriend on William Street
be woah
Imma hit it like Serena Williams
Fuck you dirty, what?
I like your girl, Imma walk up tough
I don't hold back, Imma say you what I want like
character by hanging them
Like lol what a way to go
Also lol, um, John Proctor
He cheated on his wife with this girl called Abigail Williams right?
His wife's
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced: Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Finally together, I hope you know what to do,
Come and make me
Williams]
(I'll do it all) I'll do it all with ya, go through any door with ya
It doesn't matter I will, go against the law with ya
Just know you live
still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna
can still hear the soft Southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all
I never made it to my Great Uncle's funeral
I was too far away but I chose the song
One by Buddy Williams that ends in a yodel
Like my uncle used
Elijah Williams, Carlos Franco
Gabriel Ellis shout out to all my niggas
In Paris and New Jersey
Aight, I gotta go work back on my album
It's classic,
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
William the whelp sat on his chest
He drank in the air and he ate up the rest
There were words to be said
And blame to be laid about
Why are all dead
And come on and tell me twice
Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /
And come on and tell me twice
Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /
Spilling Henny on my Travis Scotts
When you've been hungry so long you embrace the feeling
Sooner or later Heroes gon' be replaced by villains
The apes'll
properly
Geography was invented by Eratosthenes
My wariness of hubris derived from Sophocles
One mid summer night I dreamt of a time
In a quiet Hamlet where
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