Lyrics:
the
Street with no hope
But I'mma make it home with my dope
(da da da)
You see me and quick say "throw me a rope"
If you can't cope, just say "nope"
(da da da)
are both dee dee dee!
[Bridge]
This test is too hard! (So they lower the standards)
I'm not good at sports! (So they give them all trophies)
My dad
Mama really knocks me out
From Jo Dee Messina to funky cold medina
That's what its all about
It's hip hop and honky tonk
We can bust a move to a funky
Bubbling trouble is often accompanied with a cacophony settled in sediment
Lighten the load writing at home cypher alone like I'm fighting a foe
Reciting
(Jo Dee Messina/Mark Selby)
I used to think that life was all about the joneses
Trying to find a way to just keep up some how
I had to have it, do
gonna lie
Jo Dee Messina bye bye my baby bye bye
Fuckboy drama getting old not gonna lie
Jo Dee Messina bye bye my baby bye bye
Twain
Wes got it going on
Yippie yi yo look at her go
Mama really knocks me out
From Jo Dee Messina to funky cold medina
That's what its all about
the music
Play it on and on and on
She's crazy like a fool
What about daddy Cool i'm crazy like a fool
What about daddy Cool daddy, daddy Cool
Daddy, daddy
watching you spin with Sawyer Brown
Even Jo Dee Messina's shaking her hips and all of her red
But if George Strait starts dancing somebody shoot me in
going down, no doubt
So I said, stop this car I'm getting out
Day, Doe, Derry Derry Doe De Do Do Day Day Doe
Doe, Dee, Derry Derry Doe Dee Doe Derry
wrong with me
I'm seeing double now I can't tell the real from the fake
Whether it's love or am I blinded
Blinded by you
Feel it or not
E ma jo lo
E e e
(Jo Dee Messina/John Bettis/Wayne Kirkpatrick)
It's good to see you come 'round, it's been a while
Sure is nice to see your smile
Yah I'm doing
clown
Fucking my friends ain't healthy
Cuz I grab you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho,
His mama named him Dante
His pops called him Lil Dee
Growing up they ain't have it
Pops making plays in the streets
I'm talking six feet deep why my
Woo, ah-da-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee
Woo, ah-aa-ah-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa
Got home from the alamo
Sold my horse for an El Camino
Did it
in the studio
I’m here in the booth & I’m spitting some fire
I’m a gold digger
& my gold is your soul
I’m a soul teaser
Take me home & make me sleep
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walking my baby back home
We stop for awhile she gives me a smile
Snuggles
pray that You bring our loved ones home, immediate release
Visitation at the prison, on the list, I'm rockin' bling
Name rang, they know my face, it
sure what I'm supposed to say
But I know you should probably come home today
So we can make it all better again
But it feels like it's never gonna end
harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walking my baby back home.
We stop for awhile she gives me a smile
Snuggles
harmonizing a song
Or I'm reciting a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walking my baby back home
We stop for awhile she gives me a smile
Snuggles
"Attention, passengers
Please listen to an important message
By your flight's captain"
I'm a jihadi, da ba dee da ba dum
My name is Zayn and I
Came
With a see-thru blouse
Who loved to grunt and ball
And her name was Magdalena
Magdalena
The little ole man
Came home one night
To his house in
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