Lyrics:
I've Started To Think A Lot About You
And I've Got Quite A Lot To Say.
I've Started To See Things Clearly Now
That You're Throwing Your Life Away.
they going
Where are their impressions
throwing away
Where are they going
Where are they going
Where are their impressions
throwing away
They are They
At the heart of the hopes and the fears that we've known
Know that we'll know we were throwing time away.
Breathlessly throwing time away. Throwing time away.
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Throwing rockstone upon a
dumper truck
Men standing over I and I and
we are not wild
Forcing
I've Started To Think A Lot About You
And I've Got Quite A Lot To Say.
I've Started To See Things Clearly Now
That You're Throwing Your Life Away.
then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones
Ooh it's a funny game
Don't believe that it's all the same
Can't think what I've just
straps
Then throwing on your ski mask
Do yo gudda, d-do yo gudda
D-do yo gudda, d-do yo gudda
Like you holdin' two straps
Then throwing on your ski mask
Do
Hey, just pass the moonshine
Hey, everything is just fine
Hey, hangin' out in the sun
Throwing down and just havin' fun
Throwin bottles and cans till
then you're throwing stones
Throwing stones, throwing stones
Ooh it's a funny game
Don't believe that it's all the same
Can't think what I've just said
pepper and
Mild sauce on that dick
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that dick
If your dick taste plain
Then I'm throwing a fit
My pussy only taste like water
oh
Now you can’t ride on this Fendi coattail
Throwing tantrums
Money coming random
I said when I make it I’m finna buy a Phantom
Shorty of Molly she
I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
That pole
Yeah she own it
I know
That she want it
I'm throwing
Blowing all my ones on these strippers and these dancers
My baby mad at me cause when she text me I don't answer
Because I'm throwing ones on these
chilling throwing racks
Me and my niggas in this bitch and we ain't leaving tho
If you ain't shaking get the fuck
Don't do sadidy hoes
Niggas moving
Band Bands yeh
I ain't throwing up these bands
I ain't throwing up these hands
I'm a get these while I'm throwing up these bands
I done get these
Man I get more selfless sharing with the gang
Man I keep on flexing throwing all these bands
Yeah she keep on texting throwing them demands
Baby
This should be played at high volume (Eyuh, Welcome to the Slush)
Throwing it back (Oh, my gosh, is that, is that Slush Bruh)
Yeah slush he like
(One time, Two times)
(Shout out to that nigga Russ tho)
(One time, Two times)
We blowing the bag
We throwing it up
Rippen the tags
We throwing it up
Ima cop me a Lambo
First Blood wrapped headband like Rambo
Made a pretty penny in Orlando
Magic in yo city strip you down go Commando
Oh Throwing
All these hoes come with the lifestyle
Picking up money throwing dice down yea
All these hoes come with the lifestyle
All this dough come with
the realest nigga in this room full fakes
Why these niggas throwing shade
Why they throwing shade
These niggas know I'm never phased
Let them go and hate
What
know how it goes
She pull up an pose she doing the most she touching her toes
She working the pole she throwing it back I'm throwing that cash
I'm
ain’t throwing no dubs
Ain’t throwing no dubs
Ain’t throwing no dubs
Man stop, lil nigga quit
Pillow talk with bitches get popped in yo shit
I don’t got
And you so explicit
You make my drill sargent
Stand up at attention
Now in the club throwing dubs
Drunk off Hen N Vodka
If that boy keep running his mouth
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