Lyrics:
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
go from la to the bay and then back
Cause I'm very much missing my bae
Hair on my dick and my face and I shave it with mace
And erase it
Flow into
Every now and then
I get a little down again
Accounting for the mounting sense
Of drowning existential dread
I'm pouting to my friends again
The pounding
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man
There he caught him a ride
He said, I just got loose from
I'm from it goes down
No y'all ain't ready for me now
Yeah it goes down
Haters trying to get in my lane I roll down my windows and wave
You probably
[Intro]
This is for my ladies,
Sexy like champagne Glass,
You what I'm talking about,
A reflection of a Pena Colada,
Listen up?
[Verse 1]
We were barrelling' down old 17
When a man with a blinking red light was on our tail
He said, "You were doin' 60 in a 45
But I'm gonna let you go
C's, wit two guns in my holster
I'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to Compton
Down wit my n*gga Game, if you n*ggas want problems
From the streets
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
brother and that'll help us
Get our connect back
To win my spot in the hood but it's all good
I don't down you foreigner
Cause if a shoot out is what you
started to cry-wiped a tear from her eye
And looked back to see where she had been
Old lady stand on the corner
With a purse in her hand
She does not
parts with his parts out, and
Then he just laid his shit down
And it was great by then went to
'Ye house, played it for him, he
Was like, 'cool' wayne
at sea
Watching it pass a little boy by the coast of Gallilee
Sometimes I want alcohol and alcohol wants me
I'm shouting at his birds to pass this message
on if you want to
From the city where we known, baby for what we goin do
I'm the lady alligator who's the calm in that water
I'm the migrane
walk,talking
Shit,Sand scratching my balls,should have bought a new costume
Not shoes,but I guess I didnt choose
Right,I was wrong,Back to the Beach bar,drinking
the road, poor boy,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road.
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man;
There he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from
behind
Watching advertisements go by in the sky
Feelin' the heat of this hot July
Taking me time to find myself again
I wanna live a little with no
behind
Watching advertisements go by in the sky
Feelin' the heat of this hot July
Taking me time to find myself again
I wanna live a little with no
up in my DM's she said "Hit me tomorrow"
My bubble got bust by an old man saying
"Get back on the clock boy, this ain't no phone shop boy"
Old Man
the Nile,
Drifts a tiny little handmade boat,
It's shaped just like a smile.
And steered by a magician,
With the knowledge that he needs,
To keep him
And my feet can't keep still
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school
And all the little girls rhyme something
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