Lyrics:
the doors swing wide open
Roll back that stone (roll back that stone)
Roll back that stone (roll back that stone)
'Cause all we have to do is just ask,
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy Ocean
Roll like an 18-wheeler
That ho fine, but this ho killer
She's
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open
Skeet so much they call her Billy Ocean
Roll, like an 18-wheeler
That ho fine, but this ho a killer
She's
Bust his head to tha right
Bust his head to tha right
Bust his head to tha right
We goin' bust it wide open
We goin' bust it wide open
Boy
There’s a reason I’m alive
I don’t doubt it I don’t question
Got my eyes open wide
I’ve learned a lot of lessons
Getting Ready with my weapon
Only way I’m
don't question
Got my eyes open wide
I've learned a lot of lessons
Getting Ready with my weapon
Only way I'm gonna rise
Self investing
Maybe I'm Amazed
By
on ocean
Out here with that bag, I'm ocean
Damn she got splahhhh, its an ocean
I'm the zaza man, Billy Ocean
I just wanna bag this on ocean
Out here with
open wide, yeah
Calm down now now
Because she's still addicted
The scab still bleeds cause she
She picked and picked it
The blood cloud, flows down, in
in the window down at Galen Johnson's store
My wide eyed little Billy Boy, his face pressed to the window
Too young for understandin' what it means
Serving dog food and whores pussy was his only flaw
Night on the strip he was jonesing by the store with a red bone
She showed him ass he wanted more
wide open and the town's in flames
Sneaking in the back door, hiding in the night
Capering with corpses in the dank moonlight
They started robbing
love, and our passion
As our eyes are open wide and on you
Grant us the privilege of your world view
And may your kingdom be, what wakes us up,
love, and our passion
As our eyes are open wide and on you
Grant us the privilege of your world view
And may your kingdom be, what wakes us up,
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
(Yes Lord)
As our eyes are open wide and on you (Talk to 'em)
Grant us the privelage of your world view
And my your kingdom be
What wakes us up, and lays
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
My eyes are wide open my face to the sky
Is that you, I'm hearing
In the tall grass near by
Ah momma come and find me before I do die
Hey, hey momma,
the
Things of this world that fight for our love
And our passion as our eyes are open wide and on you
Grant us the priviledge of your wealth and
May your
open up wide
Shine your blues, shine your blues away
Trouble, we’ve got trouble
We’ve got trouble by the pound
You know problems
We’ve all got problems
shoot ya dead) man down
It gon shoot ya dead, shoot ya dead, man down
I'ma keep my eyes wide open (I'ma keep em open)
Keeping one hand on the wheel (Keep
totin' that stainless steal
I got to stay focused
These niggas they watchin'
My eyes wide open
Ay Yay
All I see is dead people, dead people
All I see is
this life with just a whole load of ice
Still, the scariest time is goin' home in the night
I gotta keep my eyes so open and wide
Just in case they
quiet
Just open your mouth wide and let me put it inside
Smoke a sweet and to finish my cup and then it's time to slide
Don't worry about nothing cause
to blow the track
Wide open, who's next to float by Billy Ocean? (Uh-huh)
I got a city of girls wet and still soaking
Yo, dreamy eyes, you better run it
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