Lyrics:
ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest
won't take no shit
Hooligan girl come stomping my way
Soundtrack to the party, Old Firm Casuals
But she knows every song by Toots and the Maytals
Barred
thing baby girl-o
Let me put gas in that girl-o
She got that thing wife don't got it
Everything about her is just magic
Body skin color worth it
Sell
the page
Live forever in a day
All by yourself
All by yourself
You can change everything all by yourself
All by yourself
All by yourself
You're
ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
my soldiers for the battlefield?
And as the days of the two-oh approach
I drop a seed in my girl, so I can stay in this world
And decompose
on our bodies and her dyed hair
Forget all your problems on a weekends somewhere
But I'm sick of that
Everything's free when nothing really matters
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
still believe
That courage transcends everything
When the weather won't agree
And you have the will, but not the steel to fight it
Some things are dyed
throwed in the game (Coming Down)
Imma swang
Grip wood grain (Love it, Love it Mane)
I’m throwed as the world in twenty-twenty (For Real)
About my bread but
ain't never been wrong
As everything works out the way it does in this song
'Cause once in a while you get shown in the light
In the strangest
the silent treatment doesn't qualify
It's like money in the bank
Your expression is blank
But while the chance appears
You'll be nearer to tears
Sulky girl
majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I
sorry I didn’t call
Apology not accepted, but we still fuck in the morn
Know you deal with depression, and I’m out dealing with drugs
You stressing over
the seats
And I splits down nuthin but them swisha sweets
I'm just what reclinin
Nigga bumper climbin
Man what's up in my mouth is steady diamonds
Yeah
you've been climbing is just a grain of sand What you've been up there searching for forever is in your hands When you figure out love is all that matters
My tie-dyed girl got this heart floating
The way that it's going
I know when the sun sinks down like a bobber
There's gonna be some love made by
Joe Boy Alleycat
Bitch where your mama at
You better fall back
'fore she end up in all black
I'm never caught slipping
Wood grain gripping still Hoover
the grain and never lane switch
It's time to keep it real man fuck that stupid lame bitch
Capri Sun apple cider
I be sitting by the fire getting higher than
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
clear my demons
What the fuck girl why you leaving?
It hurts to go against the grain, you know feelings change
You used to be my better half, but shit
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
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