Lyrics:
hang out (fuck 'em all)
Catch me by myself with all my chains out
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs
I got a lot of highway to travel
I got a little lady on my mind
I'm already pullin' over callin' Caroline
I got to be in Bowling Green by mornin'
smokin' better trees (ay, oh-ay-ay)
Girls around the world (yo, yo)
They keep callin' me (they call me)
Paparazzi they be follow me (they all be)
Hopin'
miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A lovegame, a lovegame
Hold me
callin'
San, Shii
Callin' my name
Go, Roku
Catch me I'm fallin'
Nana, Hachi
And I'll never be the same
Cat's eyes
So wise
(So wise)
Heads high
Go
I came in thirty deep like that
And if you callin' and you see your bitch leave
Lil nigga it's on, like that
Rippin' it, rippin' it, rippin' it,
hot
And you're goin' again
I love when you seein' she's goin' to the bathroom
Got 5 minutes to exchange them buds
No I'm not callin' you, what's your
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
Hopin' we're favored by the weather vanes and satellites
Take the vinyl cover off the pitot tube
Rock the wings a little, double-check the fuel
Pop, pop
and I'm being cruel, using my own pain as a twisted fuel
He's stuck in the past, can't let it go
Haunted by a love that's left him so low
He's hurting
A time to be reapin', a time to be sowin'.
The green leaves of Summer are callin' me home.
'Twas so good to be young then, in a season of plenty,
to be the one to be by ya side that ya see every night
Why that girl keep callin my phone
Girl leave me alone
Phone like a 800 dial tone
Please don't
I'd like, I'd like to start by sayin' baby welcome to my world
And I'm happy it's official I'm your man and you're my girl
But I think that just
Guiseppe steppin wit the baddest
I be chillin wit my family
She just want me im not avarage
I just tell her post the addy
An now she callin me daddy
(You got me callin' you Zaddy)
Pillz (Pillz)
Produced by M-Millz (Marcus Mills.
Written by Amina Wright, Cortni Elisa Jordan & Marcus Mills.
(C)2022 all
Feet up in the sand in the motherland
I'll be damned if I ever answer to another man
Out of reach, workin' on a tan, livin' by the plan
Doin'
Lemme tell you some' about my town
They wanna call it Gotham but it's rotten
City crushing dreams, callin' it forgotten
Its violence on the wheel
Shit is
the forward arrow of time
I may be a passenger but I don't feel it pass me by
I find myself in a constant state of grind but I don't mind
I'm day dreamin' don't
지우려해도
손은 아직도 기억해 Phone number
아직 할 얘기들이 투성인데
미안했단말은 No way
밤에 뜨는 저 달처럼
너가 떠올라 또 Callin'
I will never be alone
You will always by my side
I can hear
that's all I see
And I, I know
I know you take advantage of
The way I'm blinded by your love
Fallin' I'm fallin' catch me
If you can
Ca-ca-catch me if you
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