Lyrics:
Like struck by the lightning
Trapped in this car
Nothing seems to be quite right
I've been thinking, thinking this too much
Nothing seems to be quite
Gonna be so fine
When that cantaloupe moon starts to rise
Into a purple bayou sky
Ain't it good to be alive, deep in Louisiana
Hear the fiddles playin'
Yeah I wanna just go to the club and vibe with you
Know what sayin'?
Woah, she bad
That's a bad one
I'ma get deep in that pussy
I'ma get deep
even depicted the same way
Sometimes it is, as Asimov said, a deep blue
Sometimes it's shown as a full-on purple
Sometimes it's very much in what I
of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a french
Verse 1 - Purple SWG:
Im a fucking paradox
No im not
Cant forget about my last
She's god damn hot
The moon its rising
The sun its setting
The dark
I been on a roll
Mobbin deep yea stumbling through the door yea
Feeling geeked off the purple and the dro yea
Spend some time in my mind overdose yea
The brightest color to me is
The brightest color to me is
The brightest color to me is, um
The brightest color to me
The brightest color to me is
it another way
We were too deep
We were too deep
We were too deep
We were too deep
What's the right time
To vibe?
I can't lie
I feel things i ain't
like Purple Rain, red wine stain, Einstein's brain, John Coltrane
Deep like the Barry tones James Earl Jones, the profound sound that is Nina Simone's
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
bitches blow kisses by my earlobe
A weirdo but I'm rare though, uh
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two, unbuckle my, um (yeah)
One, two,
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
Blast Off
Hold up wait wait wait
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah baby
Deep south boom bap by DJ Green
Let's go crazy
Blast off
Take off
Blow it
deep shit then I'mma cover for ya
Cause if they don't know you by now then they will never know ya
I give the benefit of doubt even though I know it
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked-hat
You'll never get an apple or a purple jelly bean
Dropping some chocolates, a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep-fried French poodle nutsack
Peeking out
seems, it surely makes you wonder
Purple and Green, it surely makes you wonder
When you're down and out and alone,
Sitting by a pool side
And ya wanna
the poison, drank the pain
Purple island, purple stars and purple rain
Wrist on ta-da
Fist on ta-da
Neck on ta-da
Bitch on ta-da
I stick by mine
I stick by nine
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked
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