Lyrics:
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
You and me make the whole world jealous
God knows I know my homegirl's precious (ya)
Life is crazy I know god lets us
Chill the fuck out, I got this
appreciate you, ma, I can tell by the way he hold you
He don't love you like I can love you, or squeeze you like I squeeze
I'll make your neck pop back
kickdown, got my own shit loud
Shot heard around the world
Uplift, bench press, arm curl, keep the structure of the temple
To make things simple, my
wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothin' but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue to do with us
I got enough money in the bank for
whatever
Got F's on my papers, won't ever use effort
Man, never say never, the planet is ending so we can finally say never
Tomorrow the world will end for
The way he loves you and me
'Cause if the world's ever gonna change
We gotta love like crazy
Well I'm tellin' you boy, you got a lot to learn
I think
soul
I be holding it down, yo, still love the dough
Got these ladies on the cock now, you know how we go
Got the whole world on lock down, you know
a choice
This for the kid for the first half, he was pushed around and called weak
But once he got up on the beat, he felt like he was at his peak
Like he's
and he saves us for Him
Jesus comes and he raises for Him
Magnify the Father why bother with something lesser
He made us so we could bless Him
To the world
practice Olympics
Years around for several years
But Jim Thorpe was out there
Playing baseball. He didn't
Try at all for the Olympics
But Pop Warner got him
a call to this nigga named Rimes
Said he had a little studio
And it wasn't top notch
But could damn near do the whole nine
So I said "Cool
" made a few
and cotton
Stretch for miles around
He heard his mama's voice a-singing
When the sun went down
Into a world where having dark
Skin was a crime huddie was born
He say he gettin' money better show us
Whole time he flexing
He got his hoe took
Shawty throwin' it round like a quarterback
We smokin' by the zip
You
Got me thinking like god damn “lord wait”?
Take another second just to find my mental clarity
I’m living in a world that some of y’all would call
own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped,
squares, now we get em by the hundos
Scooter met Hector and he made the world respect me
Oh no Chee Chee Chee, hell no he ain't gonna fuck the street
Used
Gypsy woman told my mother
Just a while 'fore I was born
You got a boy child's comin'
He's gonna be a son of a gun
He gonna make pretty womens jump
a sign this time
Can you see what I see
Can you cut behind the mystery
I will meet you by the witness tree
Leave the whole world behind
I want to come
president, he's a fucking dictator
Let's Go Brandon, got everybody saying
Let's Go Brandon, the whole world saying
Let's Go Brandon, what we mean by it
Let's
Playboy on this bitch but he ain't playin' though
Cut my ties with my people, now my grandfather poppin'
Ran it up, all by myself though, now
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
You can take the whole world on
(Now keep it moving)
Hold on, don't let go
(Rock on)
My God and don't you know
(Be strong)
You got the power if you
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down
The whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth
But the words won't come out
He's choking, how?
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