Lyrics:
was a genius and Shakespeare was a turd
We rarely get a date or get talked to by a girl
Unless they're having trouble with their algebra homework
We're
I'D LIKE TO SEE THE BAD GUYS WIN
Words and Music by Margo Guryan
I'd like to see the bad guys win sometime
I'd like to see the bad guys
switchblade tongues
and with anger on their skin we’re all in trouble now
and they’ll cut you down to size just to see you cry
and i remember school when
when I'm with you
Trouble holding my liquor
Passing out in your kitchen
(It's bad)
It's always 5 AM when you call me
Different day, same story
Hang
Bless the water as it rains
Blessing all gods little creatures Calling them by name
San Acacia See me as a broken man
Underneath the bogenvillas
But I'm coming out this club with some twins, my dear
And we headed to the whip where we can smoke right here
Got the girls, got the Henny, got
ring could have Big Daddy walkin' down the isle
Proper you a show stopper, girl endure dropper
I can see me leavin' Suze and bring it home to mama
health.
And the opening line of every song
That I heard,
Told about some fella having trouble
With his girl.
And don't try to console me,
I don't wonna
man Grand Puba
If suckers try to flex they'll get twisted like a tuba
Never cause trouble, that's not my style
Always on the move, stack papes by
me.
I think about, the times we shared.
Girl I'd give the world to have it all back again.
Even though the seasons been passing by,
I can't seem
ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it, niggaz shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game itself
To stay alive in these cold
cup
That's why I know, yes, I know
Hallelujah, I just love her so
When I'm in trouble and I have no friend
I know she'll go with me until the end
You're talking to your mirror more than you talk to your mother
You're playing with your phone like we don't know each other
A stranger walking by
That's why I know, oh I know
Hallelujah, I just love her so
When I'm in trouble and I have no friends
I know she'll be with me until the end
All my
you at
Oyour favorite spot, by the liquor shop
I ain't in rush, I need a little buzz
Light my glizzy up, middle finger up
Like I don't give a fuck,
I got this one new ting she’s amazing in bed
Great with her head
Kick back blazing a Z
She knows how I feel about making the bread
But I can’t make
Don't disrespect the group (never)
'Cause it all comes back around and through
Just like the letter Q
I need a pretty girl with
A booty and an attitude
(If you find a way)
(To make it up and maybe ease the pain)
(Done with all the talking)
(Just promise we'll be one again)
Yeah
Maybe as time goes
I go I don’t know
Dad the kids on the team there makin’ fun of me
And I was thinkin’ maybe you could spend some time with me
Just a little bit help me
all year
I think I masked it well
Even the ones closest to me couldn’t tell
Break up with the girl of my dreams
Sacrificed my heaven just to stay in
the game by the book nigga
(Wooooooo)
I'm about to drop a triple double
And if I catch my second wind you boys in trouble
Better talk to your coach nigga
know
These people playing with ya life fuck a cheat code
I'm trying to get this bread, trying to live a better life
Trying to get my lil' girl plus my
While he's wearing that thing
Mess with someone's girl
And find the trouble it brings
Taking time out the day to text and FaceTime
To let you know that this feeling really so divine
Even though your past know around to fool with clowns
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