Lyrics:
the bullets idea
You won't have another chance
To love your life secondly
Bullets are killing for no meaning
Bullets will bring the death
Bullets are
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just
a silver bullet
Strawberry paint, seats vanilla puddin'
2 bitches, gon' and eat each other's pussy
Top chopped sent the car to the barbershop
My
As we rode out to Fennario
As we rode out to Fennario
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
And he called her by name pretty Peggy-O
the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music
[Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]
I don't care what it takes, we gon' make it
They say the chains too
when they will return.
Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show.
He's proper tall, genteel and all,
when they will return.
Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show.
He's proper tall, genteel and all,
when they will return.
Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show.
He's proper tall, genteel and all,
loafin' by the doorway
Walk down off since a nigga wanna downplay
Seven bullets left, but I tried to shoot the whole way
Click
By William Clarke, Stephen Coore, K. Michael Cooper
And William Stewart
(Chorus)
Ah moving up (we're coming together)
Jah, Jah Children them
Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying
the special ladies)
Love that you like it
Love that you like it (yeah yeah)
Good love, you a sexy thing (shout to will.i.am)
And all I'm sayin' is you
the special ladies)
Love that you like it
Love that you like it (yeah yeah)
Good love, you a sexy thing (shout to will.i.am)
And all I'm sayin' is you
with this bitch, he got a lemon squeeze
We're young, nigga, I swear to God, he in love with me
This a 308 with the big bullets, I swear I'm bustin' trees
stand by my side like the Joker and Quinn?
We could fly high while creating the crime scene
I love it savage So give me madness
I wonder how bad
I'll sit alone
In my lonely room
Everyday hustle like William
Yeah
Everyday hustle like William
I'm chargin' a chicken just for the verse,
sittin' crooked
Old school Chevy, faster than a silver bullet
Strawberry paint, seats vanilla puddin'
Two bitches, gon' and eat each other's pussy
Top
surround you in everything you do
William, know that we all cherish and love you
(Chorus)
You can count on Mom for anything at all
Through thick
Lord ah mercy
Bad boys, easy
Tek it easy and calm
(What is going on?) Alright
Well ah murder she wrote
Kick you like di bullet from a .45
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
Think what you want"
She said, "now don't ya tease me
I just fell in love, boy
So rock me kinda slow and rock me kinda easy
Sweet William said
With
Think what you want"
She said, "now don't ya tease me
I just fell in love, boy
So rock me kinda slow and rock me kinda easy
Sweet William said
With
[Will.I.Am]
One for the treble
Two for the bass
3 for the ladies
And four for the blaze
Yo yo yo
It's that heat, that heat, that heat, that
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