Lyrics:
the car wash now see you work and wash my shit punk
You had all the bitches, paper, no trouble
Now your ass is up in the air gettin banged out for pebbles
And you ain't 'bout to tell me nothing, boy, get off of my nuts
It goes one for the money, two for the show
My shit don't stink, I don't think so
Wipe my
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
L-look why aren't I dead
Two feet from ran down by a car
I froze he sped and fled
I never deeped it till I left
Rang help once in my bed
Said something
I went down to the chapel last easter morning,
Hadn’t been for a while, it seemed like a good time
I was counting on hearing a beautiful sermon
By
a Noble nosin' under and moanin'
Two hookers walked in and they was lookin' for a Vic
But they, kept on passin' me by 'cause they can recognize a trick
OF THAT AY,
GIMME MORE, I WANT MORE OF YOU, MORE OF YOU
VERSE 2 -
YOU’RE TROUBLE TROUBLE
FREAKY WITHOUT THE LIGHTING
IN BATH BUBBLES
UNDER THE WATER
to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
You a brave girl
I'm a brave
Headed down some trouble
Got myself a drink or two
Well I took to the streets
And I took to the bars
Marched right in but I didn't get far
Manager
To keep you loving me
And its just to much for me
To not have you by my side
Cause no matter what your going through
You know that I'm gon' ride yea
I can still remember
When I bought my first guitar
Remember just how good the feeling
To put it proudly in my car
And my family listened fifty
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
the, we the
You know who the fuck we are, but if you don't know by now
We the 2UO, me, AD, 2UO, lets run it up
I got goosebumps
Oh shit, energy in
could settle down
Start a family and start a life
I was only two days short of asking you
If you would be my wife
But we ran into some trouble
We met
we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
Don't try to race, this car
sellin' crack be
Say what up to my neighbourhood dealers
Niggas rollin' cee-lo, local car stealers
Narcs cruisin' by
They wanna lock us on the way
No eye
well do that again
Cause we done did it all
Dashboard flickering, no not right here
I don't wanna get lost, stuck at the dang pier
All of my troubles
Uh
Yeah
2 PM start
Where do i begin with the keys in the car
Sleep deprived fine how I laugh
Pour me up glass empty stomach hit me hard
Focus on my
You've been a survivor and we love you so much
I had to dedicate this song to you Mami
I had to tell the world how much I love you
[2nd Verse]
Ay yo,
and then she complains of not finding the tot-measure at home/
Vers 1
Bring jydie dop/ dan ry hy die vlok/ kry by my die stock/ dankbaar sysie kok/ en kry
to run I'm kweffing you, I-I shoot my gun
Ayy, it's the morning, I'm still drunk
Fuck it
Ah
Ayy, white boy wasted crew and we roll in cars
Raggin'
trouble always finds me
Look for better days
But it keeps coming back for me
I used to stand on the block
With french braids different bank rolls
Same
I turn the ace up, $hort and Jay, what
Verse two: Too $hort
I never stop making money dont give 'em no slack
Drinking dirty motherfuckers til a hoe
your car
Fuck when nigga came back
No Covid contact
This niggas they know they in trouble
Fresh then mug
When I walk in the club
Got a whole lot of hugs
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