Lyrics:
Pretty Brown eyes
Looked me in my eyes
Caught me by surprise
I cant even lie
Pretty with a mind
I think thats my type
Cherry be on top
If she got
a step
Or maybe some pep
Boys I’m single
And here to mingle
Admit Chris cringles fake
For heaven sake
It’s not Jesus birthday
Just give up that cake
like Puffy and Mase
On our jiggy shit, you feel me?
And right before it releases
This bullshit happens
Tyler here, and I'm makin' this video
Just
these nigga biting
No time for fighting, grab that Thunder, and get struck by some lighting
They steady hating
Waiting on the drought boy can you see?
jigging now
I roll da gas up high as fuck now I'm jigging now
Ion drink da white, I'm fucking with brown liquor now
Baby told me chase her, ion chase my
for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, where the fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator, don't gotta
like kings, never sleep just to chase our dreams
That's why we gotta get it, turn your hood into a dynasty
Make my ancestors proud of me, I know you
that you love
Tell me you love
Unbreak my
Say that you love
Say that you love
Tell me
In a church,by the face,
He talks about the people going
I told that hoe to pack her bag, she know we goin' out of space
Young nigga fat racks, it's bout a hundred on the chain
I been standin' by the way, I
Cause you can get caught by the all-out
Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought
[Bootie Brown/Frank Fiction]
Pharcyde make mad hits, see ya man
okay, but I don't really know
Baby say she love me, but is that really so?
I don't wanna talk about it, baby please don't go
And
Baby you know that, our
clear that you the clown, court Jester
I'm the king with the crown, but I'm brown in this country
So I'm bound to fucking drown, I'm bound to fucking
The Chase
by Murphy's Ford
Ain't the prize at the finish line that keeps me showing up
Feels good to be the dirt track king, but that aint what i
Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob, Jacob
Jacob and sons
Red, yellow, green, brown
Scarlet, black, ocher, peach
the plans that we've made
walking in a winter wonderland
We'll pretend our snowman's parson brown
He'll say, "Are you married?"
the plans that we've made
walking in a winter wonderland
We'll pretend our snowman's parson brown
He'll say, "Are you married?"
hid our fairy vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away oh human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery hand in hand
hid our fairy vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries.
[Chorus]
Come away oh human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery
wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population
Father
I tried to love this feeling
The devil kept on dealing
Vice City is our last train stop
I'm out of my head, stop
There's nothing there for me
at the memories of our past
Time goes by, how did it get so fast
One thing stays the same and never will change
I love you now like I did back then
You will always
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
It's 3am, you text me, caught me by surprise
You said you're stopping by 'cause I know just what you like
You love to drop
up and roll me
They say come in and sit by the fire
Looking into your brown eyes I'm higher
In this weather I want you to hold me
And I can't wait
a microphone now the world is ours
Yeah I was down bad steady lookin for a girl
Till I started writing lyrics then my life it did a twirl
Never wanted to be
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