Lyrics:
team doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back
With her legs up in the sky
I'mma take me a dab and watch
South,
And buy a house,
And sip on sweet iced tea,
Either way you're by my side,
I'm happy as can be,
Cause you're lovin me for me,
And not
to think
About this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two
hand
To stop em' that a man to stand up even add a camera
They won't be James Holmes, and they won't be Adam Lanza
A John Malvo, I'll flow loud for my
I'm gonna make it, I will wait for you.
Every girl has a dream of happiness
But all I dream of you's your sweet caress
I just can't tell you how I
this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two hearts
recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first hardest, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the Dutch many years ago
Three billion strong and here
much thinking
MC's are blinking the third eye
When I pass by
Mackalicious got the sweet potato
Fried for you motherfucker
I touch the microphone i do
We was all infested
Had dreams of riding the Lexus
Now in reality I need a Tesla
With all the extras
Fully gassed with the compressor
Nobody shotgun
Mary, Chris, Alan, Heather, Ryan, Ben, Emma, Kyle, Sean, Tiffany, Michael, Will, Abby, Don, Rachel, James, Alicia
Run by the store
Turn on the lights
tell by the laces, they tight
Or are you only focused on the steps that I'm taking in life
And then you got the ones who claim a guy that's everyone's
tell me why, stop to think about this weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again
So baby won't you
quatro me chuck mikey and once he left out four
Sweet james jones grippin' sweet grain holmes
It's a bumpy ride ahead so you best to hang on
We kamikaze
Outside the cabin door.
Words and Music by
James Royce Shannon , 1914. 1944
my hand on my heat, eyes red from the sweets, I
Realize some things never change
Once in love and it's gone you don't look at it the same, nigga
Fuck
a james earl ray
And with that, before they turn me into a martyr for some info
I'm fully automatic malcolm little by the window
And even when they paint us
weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts together
That
about this weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts
weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts together
That
about this weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again baby won't you
come and put our two hearts
about this weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts
to think
About this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two
Yeah
Saint James Hallelu (Hallelu)
You ain't livin right unless some haters follow you (Ah)
Shittin on em since I'm young making potty moves (Eww)
a bag nigga
We been praying for several centuries hardest
To keep my head up these piggies is out here lynching me
James Crow James Crow sweet chariot
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