Lyrics:
Got a fashion killer, and I put baguettes all on her pistol
Keep her classy with a ratchet by her side if she got issues
She tell me it's time
that be telling him
20 put diamonds on shawty neck
20 gon' swim in if shawty wet
She just wanna run up a dirty check
I might pop me a xanny next
She
twist that
She was right there, I
Got a light, got a thing for these right-wing dames
Who like night and loud shit
Howling at the moon got her laughing
on the floor cross faded sipping lean
I dreamed a dream
In times gone by
That girl in this scene
You and me
We fantasize
Sipping Hennessy
I ask you to be
I’mma say is
I just want to drink some beers at the beach
Some Blue Moons
Just me and you
Ain't no limit to what we could do
I never thought that life
fi see (that she need fi see)
Right by me side she a go stay yeah
She don't care what people a say yeah
We a go make it one day
We a go make it one day
time to stay outdoors and spoon,
So shine on, shine on harvest moon, for me and my gal!"
I can't see why a boy should sigh,
When by his side is
time to stay outdoors and spoon,
So shine on, shine on harvest moon, for me and my gal!"
I can't see why a boy should sigh,
When by his side is
time to stay outdoors and spoon,
So shine on, shine on harvest moon, for me and my gal!"
I can't see why a boy should sigh,
When by his side is
I been talking to the moon (talking to the moon)
She told me she wants you to come back
Come back to me, align the stars, make a galaxy (make
where I wrote my tunes
Think that you better you'll find me amused
Don't ask, if you already knew
Back up, bitch I don't know you
She act up, makin me
hate out the tomb
Bitch call me rocket I'm back on the moon
I been trappin and rapping Lil bitch imma fool
She wet like a pool
Left the extra they hate
How can I create Im killing everything I touch
I need sedatives from negatives, these problems are too much
Please forgive me for my sin, now my skin
beats, kill the scene
I got all sorts of skill and artillery
I been on the road doing trickery
Man stop all ya lying ya killing me
Man fuck all them guys
Goodbye what she wrote
Hope it’s a true note
Eating up the jelly beans
Sugar habit killing me
Want to live past 33
Want to live past 33
Eating up
When the sun is high above
The moon is high back in town
She's got the sun in bright eyes
And the sweet little teardrops
That dance there in
, to the moon,
Well baby there's no room,
For the girl you see, she's not anything no not like me,
If you really think that I could lead you on
Well you read
me, so they control V everything they see about me
I sleep with one eye open, it ain’t no sneaking by me
She said she lonely, why you tell me about it?
Think I seen a UFO
You shine bright when you're passing by me
Where'd you go girl
And can I roll with ya
Too high i can't fly with ya
Gravity pulling
lil Trizzy he did it
Never gon' stop I ain't finished
Just turn me up, know they don't hear me hoe
She said that I push to limits
And free my young dawg
london
Jack The Ripper
Shawty looking prostitute she out here
Being a stripper
Bitches getting murdered you been warned
I'm never getting caught
Wanted by
The cracks and the lines of my face
So Jetsabel cleaned out the closets for me
And she piled the boxes in the hall
Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come take
black
She present like a gift wrapped
She held me down like, "Sit back"
She solid like a six pack
She roll for a nigga like Zig Zags
Come through for
know I be certain
We fucking all damn night
In my tee yeah she looking right
Higher than a kite
We ain't smoking light
Feels like I'm on the moon
But
Discuss these shes killing me by a rocket to the moon 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