Lyrics:
up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in the back
And Im feelin so true
Got much love for my
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
You can tell how she act by who she hang with
Short dress long legs shorty dangerous
She be killing it and I'm the Killer type
Soft top blue paint
Heights
Bounce to the House of Blues then I slid in free
With tennis shoes, sweatshirt, jeans, and no ID
Soon as I step inside the plizace I recognize
Or maybe in two days
Up in the morning and already yawnin' bitch hit me with the
Good morning
I know she want some mm so I text her no I'm sick
Blue
Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy
Uh heart pause when they take that hit
like Graham
Nigga don't ask for a front, for a gram
Y'all niggas be getting your swag off of TikTok
AP Skelly, Not a regular wrist watch
Kapital Jeans
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
Late in December, her baby's expected to drop
She's accepted, excited, electric, pumped
Only got to wait a few months
Her and Hannah had lunch
Told
my blue jean baby
She's the only one for me
She's my blue jean baby
She's my one and only baby
She's all right, all right by me
I like the way
for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All
at the mall, shoot hoops too
Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce
And my wood wheel is a blue spruce
(It's a blue spruce)
Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me?
company
No place I'd rather be
Pleasures all mine
Pick your fantasy
Oh oh oh oh
Baby's got her blue jeans on
Yeah
Baby's got her blue jeans on
Baby got her
little blue skirt her little white top
and a bag of 'commersh'
so she found her self some rizla and looked for a cigarette
rolled up a spliff and got
work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it (Montana)
I got it, I got it
You know we loaded with them choppers by the hundred, boy
When you talk
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
bitch! Got a boo boo!
Leave me fuckin 'lone
Been by myself today, yeah
I'ma ascend to another world
I think I'll be okay, yeah
I tried to get in contact
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
doesn't like
Now he's sittin' out back, 30/30 in his lap
In the blue bug zapper light
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer
doesn't like
Now he's sittin' out back, 30/30 in his lap
In the blue bug zapper light
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer
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