Lyrics:
and as she drove away she speeded
The next day, I'm greeted by her mother
Oh brother, she think I'm stupid
Tryin to play cupid undercover
Talkin about how
Forest Heights where I'm from
You give krag weg if you run
Heard that bum bum bum bum
Not the klopse with the drums
Heard they stiek ouens for fun
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
We are amazed but not amused
By all the things you say that you'll do
Though much concerned but not involved
With decisions that are made by you
the funny people
Sitting by themselves
I know all of them
Wouldn't be scared
If you know what you're gonna do
Oh
Listen for the money
Oh yeah, oh
Scared
rose and have a tweakin speakin
Puerto Rican the powerful machine gun stun
Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ambulence, lights bright
Paramedics fetish
but today
I'm a Nashville bum
Well now, here's a song I wrote
By myself, note for note
With a lot of help, if I make Number One
You can change
fucking King Kong
What the fuck is y'all on, what the fuck is y'all on
Like I don't ride with them burners go bur rum ba bum bum
What the fuck is y'all on,
ogarnąć i zerwać z wywłoką kontakt
Przestań wyć na zwrotkach o tym że byś prawie umarł
Powiedz to dzieciakom których starzy chleją denaturat
Wbijam chuja w
That's new Jiby on the beat
I'm machine
When they talk about me
I get angry
Cause I gotta kill all my enemies one by one
When I shoot em in the head
life a lot harder in the future
But just hear me out here
If you knew my trauma story
Then you'd know that I had less
I had Johnny by my side
And he
Flip minks when he ball
Chicks faint when he call
Big links in the mall
Got a hot crib, gold force
And this ain't by the falls
Bitch drinkin' my balls
Catch that hoe by herself and ima do that hoe rude
Call my brother handy man cause he always keep a tool
And I ain't never been no crash dummy
Got my shit
to drop shit
Not Chinese with chopsticks
Bitch I'm so high
I be living in the cock pit
Pussies need to stop it
Stay grippin' my rocket
I'm a W311 Known
didnâ¬"t care
Right away grabbed my hand to see if I was there
Talking by touch, jusâ¬" speak to me
Lilâ¬" hand gestures, youâ¬"re such a cute-tee
looks better
As you sit there mumbling "Yellow Ledbetter"
Not knowing a single damn word
Yet you act like all of my music taste is bad
blink-182, 311
july every day, got me waitin for the rain
welcome to the game, welcome to the game
welcome to the game, welcome to Lc
3:11 in the mornin
what are you
down my face at night
Ima knight with a black girl by my side
When it come to eating all you girls
I right
Love the drip
Juice down to my face
Drip
reservations outta town. Know da trauma comin by da pound. Marijuana puffin calm him down. I know lily told her she was proud. Thru the ups and downs stuck
11
I'll give you some time so you can go read it and think about the question
Can both fresh water and salt water flow from the same spring James 3:11
(0.07) shining right upon me I see your pretty face it reflects right off the water right here at 12 that’s midnight
(0.15) yes right by the beach
my body is a giant robotic surgery kit, waiting to be picked at by doctors in their lab coats
Crowds are the machine, but we can do without them...
always comes undone
I'm so New York, I changed my number to 3-1-1
Try starvin' and you'll prefer
Eatin' by wide margin
MC Paul Barman presents a
Tempting
She was stunned by a young nigga
Woo woo
Now she warm like the sun hit her
Too cool
I just came with the drums hit in
Bum biddy bum
Better run from
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