Lyrics:
drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Betty Davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got industrial disease'
He wrote me
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
Reach down for the sweet stuff, when she looks at me
I know any man sees you like I see
Follow down
heart and there are men that make you crazy
There's a brewer up on Catskill that made things a little hazy
He was sweet but he was sloppy and I wrote him
mainstreet if you plan on shopping
I wanna get you tipsy
Lewwe gone by Betsy's
Show you round' Rock city
Fall in love with a, with a West Indian
It get a jam
Woman who lived inside a shoe
Or the girl that sang by day and
By night she ate tear soup
Or the man who drank too much
And he got the brewers' droop
the sun in mind
June, July flew by
I wrote this song for you & I
I wrote this in the summertime
I wrote this with the sun in mind
June, July flew by
I wrote
Wyclef on guitar
With the Black Eyed Peas
They wrote a rap song, they wanna sing it to y'all
She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like
in the car
GQ: Is it true that you wrote the
Songs for Channel Orange in three weeks?
Frank Ocean: yeah
Then I worked on them for nine
Months
the nineties
I loved Brazil
The OG Ronaldo
Rivaldo
Roberto Carlos
I liked
Barcelona in Spain
Juventus in Italy
AJAX
Celtic
Man U
Dortmund
And there's
A person
I wrote my first song in like year 5 (yeah)
And I thought to myself man this feels right (feels right)
Fast forward 9 years and I still write
'Bout
(Background OOOH's and AHH's begin here)
And this man wrote a great book
For this is the author of the Helping Friendly Book
The book that could change your
Man I wish it was a love song
Having anybody I could lean on
I just wrote a song about my pain and depression but I wish it was a love song, love song
never miss man
Poetry all for you, won't burn that shit
I wrote so much gold ok hah
Shout out to you for making me write all this motherfucking gold ok
Well I couldn't write this song alone, so I got some help from friends
I mean I could have wrote this song alone
But it would have had a verse about
know it all sounds crazy but, if it turns out to be true
Than the last song I ever write, will be a song I wrote for you
This might be the last song
the enemy from killing us
But I don't know
I'm no mortal man
Maybe I'm just another nigga
Shit and that's all I wrote
I was gonna call it "Another Nigga"
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
This is a old record
The children use to sing this in church
It's an old church song listen
You ain't fucking with me
You stupid mothafuckaz
If you
belong
And I haven't met a single man who would put down his guns
So, Jenny, would you write me a song
David, David here I wrote you a song
His eyes were
man.
You were not surrounded by friends in high school ?
They laughed me out of class, out of town, and out of state, man.
Hmm ...
Somethin' goin'
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