Lyrics:
thank you all
For the gifts and the flowers
Thank you all
Now it's back to the showers
Don't tell Paul
But I'm not getting married today
Bless this day
yet
That's all they ever saw in a troubled past
Goddamn
They can tell you where you're at
Point out where you've been
All that matters now in what I
'Cause i'm so turned on by your presence girl that
All I wanna do
All I wanna do
Is throw money on you
Is throw money on you
Step in my private room (step
gave you reason for leaving me hollow
And I didn’t even, tell them everything
Cause I didn't want them to see you as the enemy, as you'd begun to see
faster than your destiny
And I'd love you my once and future queen
Tell me that you love me, one more time
Lady, it feels so good to hear you say
economics in the projects
Got a bag fuck around and spent the profit
Shit
What would you do
I can tell you something bout it
Shit is real til you live it
To the motel by the shore
And if you just let me know
We can get down baby for sure
So just hop on my tour bus
And tell me what you want
Girl
I can pay for us
We
didn’t I tell you? Shit, you
Can tell from my four eyes, not glasses
Literally four eyes you’re killing me, guys
Would you stop it? Please stop teasing
Me
get that course in my city
I ain't ever tell you that you pretty
Plause to my plight, you ain't with me
Fuck me, cause currently, you want easy
Take me
a bad place of mind, and you didn’t walk away.
You just stood there right there by my side and you told me I was great.
I’ll never forget the first day
Shorts covered up with lil' hearts
Her partner got 'em laced
Cut right below the waist
You can tell they got taste by they ensemble
One like to salsa,
not around, the luck's so gone
Don't ask me what's wrong, ask me what's right
And I'ma tell you what's life, and did you know
I lost everything? But
I remember our first date
Like it was just yesterday
Of course you showed up late
But I never made you pay
I didn't mind your carelessness
The good
[INTRO]
Been fucked over from music producers, graphic designers,
Drug addict musicians, pill poppin’ rappers, you name it
I ain't even mad about
chants (Whoop Whoop). But don't act like
you didn't know, like you didn't know that I'm a juggalo jiggalo. Bitch,
wait hold up, what, I can't have your pa
things said are better felt
By your actions I can tell
Tell me what you want maybe we make it happen
I could do it if you want but baby I need you clapping
Sacramento hot heads
We was them bad kids pulled over by them badges
But how you been
You've been livin' well
I don't know if I care no more
I can't even tell
Didn’t I tell you love you so
I’ve been doing way to many things to show you girl
Tell me if you love you don’t know
Cuz I’ve been going all around
the morning we were on our way home again
But we really didn't want to leave, that was perfectly clear
I said, "Folks, I can tell you're all sad to go"
Then
the morning we were on our way home again
But we really didn't want to leave, that was perfectly clear
I said, "Folks, I can tell you're all sad to go"
Then
of us
I just need to say this
My friends you're amazing
You wouldn't even know but
But times that I swear
That I didn't think I'd make it
Walked
at first I didn't want to understand why you walked away
Cut off my ways with no direction
Never sought help, sick of the lies it would tell
And leave you
that you cried.
i could not sympathize you didn't realize that by july our love had died.
i could not try to appease and abide by your begging pleas,
down, you take me back to when
The world was rushing by me
I didn't wanna
Get so low, tell me you miss me
Have you ever been alone in a crowded city?
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