Lyrics:
It's a very windy day
Just a week ahead of May
And a tiny little ocean wave
Emerges from the fray
It's a little overcast
So she's moving very fast
Panama red, holdin' 52 hands for ransom
My man Johnny Handsome, itchin' to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to business
We
switches while I'm dippin'
Red cup full of betchu can't kill it
Three wheelin' and I bet I won't spill it
Not one drip
Been driving through compton all day
up like Christmas bells, and rapping up like pipes and drums
Oh, won't you stay
We'll put on the day
And we'll wear it 'till the night comes
wash away the way I loved you to this day
Just you and me down the red dirt road
Nothin' in our way
Except for the Georgia Rain
to the grade in the evening
They take the chill away fine.
Cut the telephone line and the story's the same.
There's a worn red chair by the window
That we found
at the table...
Well they took him on a cross to a calvary Mary watched the stone by night and day
An angel came and told her on third day he had risen
But
Life grinds on day after day.
In the city streets and motorways.
The tension spreads just like a plague,
Killing reason on the way.
Like wildfire
I can hold my breath for a minute or so
Five days without food is as long as i'll go
I didn't sleep once for four days and three nights
I once
mischief, mischief
Fiend
Alms, alms
And though I'll think of you, I guess
Until the day I die
I think I miss you less and less
As every day goes by
sum bruddas sticking to a code they would die by,
Got some days in my brain that I wish I could rewind I, went for plays when I shoulda been up
Thank you for walking
Thank you for spending one day,
with a stranger
Good morning. Hello! Choose a color, carnation
we'll walk along.
Down round
turn up the store
I got like 3 but wanted 4, So I know there's 16 more
Green and red to the face
I was in your chimney, its not that day
Im having them
and buy Balmains, ayy (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Lil Pump)
Call me El Gato Guwop or Mustafa the 3rd
Back in the day they was callin' me
in my pocket
How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied
With money while I sit by your side
Every day of the week
We would visit
in my pocket
How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied
With money while I sit by your side
Every day of the week
We would visit
Hello gorgeous
Let's check out how you look today
Short and stubby, and, my gosh
Look how much you weigh
You're pinkish red, got this
Thing on your
my Spidey senses
Suit by Tony Stark, sad that I can't starch it
Car got Ned Stark, man I took the top off it
Park the invisible car on the red carpet
of somehow
And the credit goes to her
It's the bad day speaking red
Gotta keep her in my sights
Gotta keep her in my life
By all means, she can get
are red
Violets are blue
I know I'm meant
To be with you
You
Days are getting longer
The nights are feeling colder
When we are not together
the missletoe
On the 12th day of Christmas my true love sent to me
A bag full of wack MCs
Now I’m on the slay (Sleigh) like Santa
Rudolph, donner, blitzen,
Rise and shine
Baby out of my way
Today is mine for the taking
And I've been fading away
I let it fester
Just hanging around
Waiting on the next red
Broken glass, Everywhere
People pissing on the gay bar thats owned by the bears
I can't take the smell
Can't take the noise
I didn't want to have
Cold summers (Brr)
Harsh winters (Damn)
Old numbers (Yeah)
All switching (Facts)
But I ain't tripping I'll be solo like them red cups
Red blood
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