Lyrics:
Albino-coloured glasses wearing
Knock-kneed shoes
Seventh church is on his head
It's on headed glue sales in the morning
it's a case of the blues oh
on the side
If we don't find some place to get off
Gonna lose it on the ride
Well you and me baby, go hand in hand
Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed
knee'd
I haven't fucked with sobriety
Cause growing up wasn't nice to me
Had a social anxiety, my fucking mind wouldn't let me be
It's not that I'm
make you bold
They'll leave you old and cold
They'll lift you high
They'll make you lie
And that's no lie,
Confidence for the weak-kneed
I wouldn't lie
I know u kneed me!
I know u fucking kneed me
That's why a third degree charge
Could never be me
Skin golden, u bargaining at low fees
No converse
We
tot Mijn eer
Kneed mij Here God
Ook als het soms wel eens pijn doet
Kneed mij Here God
U weet precies hoe ik zijn moet
Zoals klei in de hand
I'm tongue tied and useless
I'm weak-kneed and brainless
And then
I mumble some jumble
You kiss me
I'm history
I'm tongue-tied and useless
and me baby, go hand in hand
You the bowlegged woman, and I'm the knock-kneed man
Me and you baby, we go hand in hand
Like a bowlegged woman,
whore
Afraid, I might lose her
So forget about me
'Cause I'll stick you
Pushed back the square
Now that you've kneed her in the throat
Well, there
want the Xannys and Roxies (Idol)
All of you niggas some Copies
Fuck on your hoe till she knock-kneed
It’s Boogie but she call me Papi
It’s Lelo but she
isn't cause you need a brake
Please don't go
I'm sorry
Don't go away
Please tell me
What I've done
For it to be this way
Just tell me what I kneed to do
Issallineed
High key I been thinking bout asking
If I kneed for u babe would u catch me
Issallineed
Yeah yeah
Issallineed
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Woke up
What the fuck bruh
Lights out
You wanna squabble me?
I fight bouts till you wobble kneed
You must be a turkey
Crying
Gobbling
Just shut up
You can
a weak-kneed weak-minded weekender like you
Well, we dropped from sweater down to kevlar weather to escape a cultural putrescence
We've done what it takes
advisaries that bled
Chalice sip, ass in my bed massive mary nat dread
Alchemist, magic get bread, mass hysteria
Locked free my dog shit, cops kneed my skull
living in a way that ain’t reflect full of the church
Like George Floyd I just kneed to be in first
I ain’t taking no advice from rappers that I’m better
boys want?
They want the grass stains on their sisters' Barbies
They want their hands crawling up themselves
And you're knock-kneed, knock-kneed
growing here in this heart of mine
And I'm feelin' dizzy, little weak kneed
When you're with me
And I don't know if I can explain it
It's kinda cool
feet
And leave him knock-kneed (Woah, woah)
I know the road can get a lil' rocky (Yeah)
Why the streets wanna 2Pac me? (Woah)
I don't fuck with niggas
baby (aw yeah)
And you can pop me baby
I'll rock you on the bed till you're knock kneed baby (till ya knock kneed baby? yeah)
I mean I'll knock ya
I'm a bow-legged chicken, I'm a knock-kneed hen
Never been so happy since I don't know when
I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk
Doin'
I'm a bow-legged chicken, I'm a knock-kneed hen
Never been so happy since I don't know when
I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk
Doin'
There's a girl on the corner
In talking-kneed jeans
A hand on her hip, she collects lucky beans
She answers her phone
It's a 3310
She gives
the secret key that you kneed
Just turn back the time
When all those text you sent to me
Were so intoxicating and its weird
But you don't understand
All those
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