Lyrics:
dat ass - HA
Dawg, Tell me why I hit the mall last night and I copped that light pink stussy wit the luminary forces
Stepped out that bitch feelin'
to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece of apple pie; you know it don't seem right.
I saw him at the sawmill yesterday
So we left Beirut Willa and I
He headed East to Baghdad and the rest of it
I set out North
I walked the five or six miles to the last of the street
chatter
I can't believe
That none of it
Ever truly mattered
Something has to matter
Nose caked in the morning
Thoughts from last night forming
I wish
have died
I guess I forgot
To mention it
He's alone
In his house out there
far far away
He sleeps with his eyes open
He was so sad last night
In this
Emma's late
Emma's late
Oh and I
I can't wait
My dinners served by half past eight and I
Can't wait
I can't wait til 9
The last time I saw my
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
So one night when my family the I were
too
My name is Cole, I think I have been used
By the hetey in the closet, jersey number 62
Late night, when you're extra high
And I'll be back home,
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
So many nights with no dinner plate
I don't give a fuck what they finna say
Pour double up shot of the hennessy
Got friends and acquaintance no enemy
to lunch
Take you out to dinner
And tomorrow we'll do brunch
Can I take you to the cinema
Clean out the concessions like an enema
Put on your pink lipstick
the barkeep does
Say's that's fucking noble the way I'd judge
By 3am she's laid bare on the bar
Her juke box playing along to my guitar
It's Friday night
Hello! I can see you)
You know, did anybody get to go to the
Artrve? That was a party
Oh you know, that was my last tour
The artrave
And, when I went
be our last night, whoa whoa
I ain't big on love songs
Or dinner by a candlelight
But, if you give me your hand
I promise I can try
They don't even
the only captain that crunching
Like honey oats bunching, or a protein bar, hey at least that's something
Late nights by a bowl of cereal
I don't gain
No fit buy love with Ferragamo
You no fit buy love with Ferrari, oh
Be man no be by jalabia, oh
Shey you dey talk all your own
You no talk wetin I do
said it's kinda stupid
But it's just the way I'm feeling right now
And I hate that I could tell that someone's
Probably in my shoes by now, right now
Family matters, It's in the last name
Saturday mornings feel like a half day
Time flies by until you've had enough
Summer grilling and juice inside
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
we stick together we can always screw
Whistle your kazoo
(Pussy singin')
Déjà vu
(Pussy tweakin')
It's like he made me cum last night or two
Give him
cause
I here 'em ki-ki'ing
(I saw your girlfriend last night) About this
Money and V's that we be in
We getting money new V's each season
(What's this
type
When I step outside ain't no regular night
If you by my side then I better your life
I thought you was solid but fuck it it's aight
I do shit from
Yeah, he had beef up there
With the same ones we seen at the strip arcade
With the scar by his head
Aight, aight, get the big shit
No bullshit, it's time
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