Lyrics:
by my name
My Name
Tasted & seen ( That he's good, he's good)
Have you tasted & seen
His love is sweet
Lord have mercy
O taste and see
That He's good
[Sole]
Dear El-Pee,
How's your summer been?
Mine's been fine
I heard you had a real good time at camp
Oh, yeah, I talked to Len, he said everythings
cows he saw,
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their brands were
cows he saw,
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their brands were
cows he saw,
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their brands were
cows he saw,
A ploughin' through the ragged skies
And up a cloudy draw.
Yippee-yi-ay, yippee-yi-o,
The ghost herd in the sky.
Their brands were
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
cows he saw
A-ploghin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw
(Yippee-i-ay yippee-i-o)
A ghost herd in the sky
Their brands were still
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
Ooh
Yeah
Yeah
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigga by his toes
If he hollas let him go
Tryna sell out my all my shows
They be knocking at the door
moments are so far away
Ghosts haunt each word she would say
As she walks among the decay
She had oscar wilde's
Timeless sense of style
As had
Yea, they call me Bizzo by the way
(By the way)
And we The9inetys by the way
(By the way)
We got that bounce mothafucka
(We got that bounce for ya
When I get a bag, I brag
Moonwalk through this verse like it's MJ bad
Your album not dropping, I get that shit canned
Gotta body the verse, it's part
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
of the illegal use of firearm
He could be sent back to prison for a year if the board of prisons
Determine that the lyrics on the album promoted a gang related
Santa's got a brand new
Bag of tricks
So you better get to work
On your Christmas list
He might check it once
He might check it twice
Either way he
girl crazy she fuck without sheets
Ice on my fingers ima turn up the heat
Lights off its horror night now it creepy
Three albums worth my evil cuisine
throw up your hands and drop your mic
'Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth
By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost
Six is your beat down,
high, rolling by, when Gunn die
He gon' try to preach the streets then go to the sky
Yup! That hold water, like drizzle in a paper cup
This one
maiden, I was made by an Irish man
He was a guitar man from Texas and he played his six strings hot
He was a renegade leader of a Cherokee band before they
with the armies poised to clash, and with dusk painting the sky a deep crimson exceeded in its vibrancy only by that bloody rubicund hue which stained
I got cause you get what your giving
But giving the dick could give a kid and no kidding
It's her bullshit I'm stressing but its cool shit he's living
to the Mississippi
I’ma turn this bullshit drama into some commas
I just did a dou with bro bro Ri$e
Homie is gonna blow up by surprise
I’m tryna be like Lil Skies
Do
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