Lyrics:
time ain't endless I gotta go get it
Life be a gift but it don't come with ribbons
My time ain't endless I gotta go get it
Life be a gift but it don't
Keep serving that huff, now his trap is diminishing
Got snakes in the grass , can't go out, I'm trimmin' it
If Q on his ass, his target ain't missing
I
When I was young
I thought the days would never end
Never end
I see you there
With yellow ribbons in your hair
Your beautiful hair
Meet me in
I was born and raised in the Red Clay Hills of Texas
In the land where the grass gets only beer can tall
That's where I learned to cuss and fight
Rain rain the grass gets greener
No need to see the other side
Wane wane the moon gets leaner
Preparing for another tide
Red ribbon falling down
Red
A cloud lets go of the moon
Her ribbons are all out of tune
She is skating on the ice
In a glass in the hands of a man
That she kissed
for a year or two
And then in the meantime he will do for you;
I'll buy him white ribbons, tie them round his bonney waist
To let the ladies know
Bugles are calling from prairie to shore,
"Sign up" and "Fall In" and march off to war.
Blue grass and cotton, burnt and forgotten
All hope seems
meant it
All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon
Fuck the system, I'm that
all her days
And the ribbons
Once held her hair on a younger day
He wrote of the warm spring days
And how tall the grass grew
He wrote
Well I used to know someone fair
She had orange ribbons in her hair
She was such a trip
She was hardly there
But I loved her
Just the same
until he could no longer keep his feet
And he stumbled into the grass to sleep beside the street
Chorus
Ring ding diddlediddle ay de o, ring di diddly ay
until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring-ding-diddle-diddle hai-dee-ho
The trees they grow tall, the grass is growing green;
Many a cold and winter night that I alone have been.
It is a cold and cruel night when I must
put the guns to
Fuck 'em all, kill or be killed, it's still a thug rule
Back of class, high on grass, 'til I said "fuck school!"
What's meant to be
Remember colors
Dance across spectrums
Tiny lights shine in a ballroom of grass blades
Bent to spoon inside cascades of droplets
Recalling laughs
good in any degree, I adapt to all climates
Please don't try this, only rewind this...
King Naj... You know that Tha Ribbon's behind this.
Nas says
CUTTIN’ HER GRASS AGAIN
AND I’M CALLIN’ UP ALL MY FRIENDS
SO FILL THE COOLERS WITH HEINEKEN/BLUE RIBBON
YOU BETTER MOVE FAST (CAUSE SHE’S)
SHE’S GOT THAT
Well I used to know someone fair
She had orange ribbons in her hair
She was such a trip, she was hardly there
But I loved her, just the same
There
ribbons all around his head
To let the ladies know that he's married
One day I was looking over my father's castle wall
Saw all the boys aplaying with
I wish, I wish my baby was born
And sittin' on its papa's knee
And me, poor girl
And me, poor girl, were dead and gone
And the green grass growin'
until he could no longer keep his feet
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street
Ring-ding-diddle-diddle hai-dee-ho
to the roots
Back to the beginning
Into the soil of that dirty groove
I'm getting down with Waylon Jennings
Where the grass is blue
Where the sky is the limit
and a ribbon
And if she bounce that ass then I'm dribblin'
That pussy so wet, it turned into a gremlin
There's only one me, ain't no equivalent
She give me
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