Lyrics:
Drive the I8 with the top down
Tropical pool with a nice gal
Anything I want, I can have now
It's what I'm working for when the suns down
And I'll be
man making prof
Back one time I'm scraping change, learning how prof margins made
Had one girl cause take away, Chinese tofu, break the chain
Nomad
the world once more starts making sense
I'll unwind for a change, really? That'd be strange
Can I help it if I'm t-t-tense?
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit
from me before I tear it down
Bloody moves, word to Cardi
But you set a meeting up with all of these rappers
I'll walk away with bloody shoes (crown)
4, 3, 2.5
Nowhere Boys
I want the rain but the sun came out
All your laughter's making me shout
Walk down the steps all dressed in white
But
babe
World waiting on me cause it's broker by the day
Have a few stocks in you, but you only really just making me late
Bonding, needing all my money
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
lend you a hand
Here in this quiet town
The first crop of hay is up
School let out and the sun beats down
Smoke billows from a Sunday train
That
Come down from the mountain?
Tell me, has the knight finally run?
Tell me, has the knight
Danced in the garden in the sun?
Tell me, has the knight
Swam
Good to go
Only Straight fire
Smoke three more
Out the door
We Get higher
Feeling vibes from my pocket
Evidence of something popping
Snatch my keys up
and get your suitcase packed
Guess it's time to go
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
Either get to hell
to Tottenham away in 86,
And that flash of silver in the evening sun,
The splash of red on the kerb,
When the roar went up and the police horse slipped,
Down
away
It was 1910 and they never had a friend
When he died by the rope down at Cherokee Bend
It was 1910 and they never had a friend
When he died by
Shout when you see us walkin' through the door (oh)
Dance 'til we're sweatin' in the mornin' sun (Vice)
Stop, if you think your gonna hurt someone (yo,
Shout when you see us walkin' through the door (oh)
Dance 'til we're sweatin' in the mornin' sun (Vice)
Stop, if you think your gonna hurt someone (yo,
Backed down from things you wouldn't believe
But honestly I'm doing better lately
Put myself in places that my problems face me
Stop hiding from my
the ass
Staff getting rigid, wasn't gonna take away the visits
Segregate niggas by theyself and make 'em stay with it
Wicked, swung the shank around
scenes
Golden means
In divine proportion
Transmissions from Sun
'Til it steams vapors by the ton
Into the air
Where you'll float without a care
And forget
on the underside?
Way down under
On the yonder side?
Way down yonder
On the other side of his lawn?
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from
down with feet of lead
And the sun shines down upon
The old man whose days are done
For a martyr has been taken
He is old Juan de la Cruz
And a century
There'll be blue skies in October
It's cerulean by the coast
There's a light inside a shade
Lately I've been on that ferry
Lunar bay's fading from grey
a bakery. The delicious aroma of freshly baked bread wafted out from the door and Max couldn't resist peeking inside. There, he met a kind-hearted baker named
about you
Cause Aymock's on it too
You know I'll come through
Making heat and I'll impress you
Impressed by the fact that Aymock can rap
When he grew up
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