Lyrics:
that she may cry
It's too late now
(Top late now)
For each sweet little lullaby
It's too late now
(Too late now)
'Cause I'm more than happy
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
On the mosty cruel
Henry Hall and David Lloyd betty Grable too
Hello, this is John, speaking with his voice
(Huh) We're all very happy to be able
To talk to you
light
Like the sun in may
May you let go of fears and create
May may you find your
Internal happy place
May may you understand that
Life is infinite
bikini by the sea
I turn and I glower and I gristle
But I'm happy to know the whistles meant for me
I'm strictly a female female
And my future I hope
I'm a girl and by me that's only great
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy
that I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind
I suck at Monopoly
In fact it's really any game, too busy mourning Billy Mays
Respect is placed upon my name despite the fact I am insane
Stackin'
on the Ville like a lobster tail
Talk best box free like Ike and them
Talk the best bitch for a Happy Meal
Gerald, ayy, yeah
Fuck with me and get some
disappear, David Copperfield
Drop top on the Ville like a lobster tail
Talk the best, box free like Akinyele
Talk 'bout the best bitch for a happy meal
me to (To)
That's the truth
Wanna chill by myself and it's cool
(Chill, cool)
Despite what you may think, 'cause I say
(Say) when the time is right
Secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there
Not even a voice, not even an ear
No one alive, no one to care
Now I got a power circle, now
happy when happiness arrives
When knocking at the door
Open up
Don't turn your back when happiness arrives
You may be high or low
Open up
Your coolest
If we don't talk we'll never know
Which road we're going to choose to follow
When life changes lanes without any warnings
I'm happy to cruise with
Written by billy burnette and steven soles.
Angeline you talk about love but do
You know what you mean
Angeline you talk about love but you're
Just
side, back when you were by my side
Every single night, we would talk until we fight
Even though it’s dark, you would come and help me light my way
Can't
Secluded in my thoughts in fear
No one to talk to, no one there
Not even a voice, not even an ear
No one alive, no one to care
Now I got a power circle, now
giant glowing asshole, silhouetted by the last rays of the sunset.
I finally get the song out and it goes pretty good - there may have been a few
Bought by a town
Bought by a country
It's time my man Jamal to come
Meet Mr. Malkski
They set em up the riddim
Sit down, me Billy boy
A-B-C-D-E-F-G,
sharp
Trace my bloodline to the Bronx, my grandparents Susan Brawley and John Niels side by side, in St. Raymond's Cemetery where their graves are
Don't
motherfucker
Talk about bugging out
You lost focus on my lyrical plague
Like my page was written by Moses
During a swarm of locusts
And then I stole this scroll
the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their
he may let a month go by
Before he takes away my key
Oh, that sherry starts to taste real good to me
Hey mama, look at me on Panic Beach
I may be
peach interested in many flavors
I don't really talk when she talk I just savor
Every movement can be felt by the neighbors
You got to be my god by how
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
Discuss these happy talk by billy may Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In