Lyrics:
Dirty Cash *echoes*
Dirty Cash *echoes*
Yeah, uhh
[singers] Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
Yo, yo, yo
Yo it's the ghetto diplo',
women and handle Xanax How we got the blues, and we still missing all the clues?
(If that ain't blues, I say listen)
Step inside the mind
Of a man with
believe you will
Blues is an achin' old heart disease
Blues is an achin' old heart disease
It's like consumption, baby
Killin' me by degrees
So preach
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait
Conversate, sex on the first
you just dey dey waste data
You just dey dey watch blue film
You just dey dey watch Netflix
Wake up wake up
You can't be a billionaire by sleeping my
"I'll be true to you
Even though you don't want me to
And I'll be blue for you
Even though you've asked me not to"
Well the year's drifted by them,
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
Come back here, we can have some real
thousand women worshipped him
And it was said that he
Kissed every one but cared for none
He loved the deep blue sea
Deep blue sea, Willy, deep blue
blue
My banisters blue
There's a hole that's in my heart all my women try and heal
They're doin' a good job convincin' me that it's not real
It's
Out The Blue (Lyrics by Che Lingo)
Chorus
If I knew what I knew as a youth,
Then it’s true,
I’d be trapped in a cycle of childish pursuit,
Don’t
Wild Women (B. Blue, M. Narmore, S. Carroll)
Verse 1:
I been around a long long time
Sometimes I think I'm bout to lose my mind
I've heard it
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
rather forget.
I tried to pretend it came to an end,
Cause you weren't the women I once thought I'd met.
But I can't deny, times have gone by,
Well I
and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts
on
Uh, come on! Uh, come on!
Uh, come on! (Kick it, Chuck)
Never bitter but better, backed by the fact
All I got is my word
The new curse word is black
yonder, out in the street,
People laughin' by, walkin' easy.
Now, I'm no sinner, but I ain't no saint.
If it's happy, you can say I ain't.
Feelin' blue
falling on my shoes
I'm heading out to the east coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues
Getting through
Tangled up in blue
she was married when we first met
from all the women that i could've wed
So when you look into these eyes i hope you realise
They could never be blue
They could never be blue
They could
somebody
Slowly jumpin' down
See two women
See two women
Walkin' hand by hand
Hey now mama, you see
See two women, they
Walkin' hand by hand
They just
the next comes by
I can hardly wait (don't know why, don't know why)
For another try
Don't know why, don't know why
Too many women too many
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
And sometimes I get blinded by the shining from the lights
Diamonds dripping red and blue, they red and blue
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