Lyrics:
carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you were sayin' today
But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get
And all the calories you
yacht with an anchor
Young supermodel that shall remain nameless
Ups and the downs, the sames and the changes
All the money in the world don't make it
Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha
Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent
to ever have appeared
And even William Shakespeare couldn't have created sonnets
That describe the way I feel when you are with me, baby
No matter how hard
written on my notes
here today is that men need examples.
That's not holy men, all of us are helped by examples.
But it does seem that as men we feel better
thing that
Could teach me right from wrong
Used to listen to Hank Williams try
To live out all his songs
Yeah, I've been around them cowboys
I grew up in
“Earthquake”
Written By Matthew Szlachetka (SESAC/ Francis Marie Publishing) & Paul William Stephens (BMI/ Auverne Music)
Copyright 2018 Matthew
“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”
I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold
the greedy skeleton
by the seashells
Chumbala, cachumbala
cachumbala
Chumbala, cachumbala
cachumbala
Baby Shark and William
are out on a search
They found
carry on
Sweet southern comfort, carry on
As I sit here, I'm surrounded
By these priceless memories
I don't have to think about it
There's no place
niggas hope you had your V8s
The ten-milli tag dangling from the PH
They call it cloud city because you can't see Pharrell, but then
I can see Miami
can't walk in my life nigga can't rock my shoes
I just be chasing them racks I just be counting it I just be chasing them blues
All of that shit they be
cross galaxies and back to this planet
I see its all by design now that I got it
in my hands I'ma make sure to never drop it
ou had me floating baby
the block hot, shit got super hot, ayy
Give me my respect, give me my respect
I just took it left like I'm ambidex'
Bitch, I move through London with
uncertain
Here I am
Yes it's me
Take my hand
And you'll see
Here I am
Yes it's true
All I want
Girl is you
Given that true intellectual
If you're from here man you get it
We all just wanna belong
No one quite knows where we fit in
We all wanna be someone
It's strange livin' here in
All those times, I still remember
When shit really felt together
Now my heart is cold, December
Yours is still warm, September
I feel like Hank
you and
I know he telling you where he can take you
By the way ma', hey is that your hair?
If it ain't, it took two days in the hair-shop chair
Im
summer day
John and James were dragged away
To be feasted upon by the natives
Chorus
Now the warriors should not be blamed
nor take all the shame
Cos
'em dancing all night
Call my phone but I won't answer
Where am I Bitch i'm Antwerp
Wildin' out like its my birthday
Born in July i'm a Cancer
Party
Badaboom Badabam
Bing
I remember raw pulling the 40
Like a hamstring
He ain’t even have to bust it though
Made them run it like Chris Brown
Sweet kids Usher
coz I might
Have to give him ether
You're trying to be banging on your curb
I'm trying to be Pharrell hanging
With them nerds
Trying to channel through
all she need now is a baller
Who better fit the bill? I myself, I'm a starter
In the game, you could tell by the charter
G4, Lear, or the Yacht in
this song be boring? Will it all be for naught
I know I normally sing about my issues and my demons
But today I really have none, today I'm in the zone
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