Lyrics:
Nothing but icky-sticky leaves
Trees that will put you on your knees
Hit it
Then hold it 'til it make you cough and gag
Guaranteed to run and and brag
Nothing but icky-sticky leaves
Trees that will put you on your knees
Hit it
Then hold it 'til it make you cough and gag
Guaranteed to run and and brag
don't matter to me
'Cause I'm green leafin'
Big chiefin'
I'm making my thang
To blaze
budha lover to this day
And man I'm not ever gonna change my ways
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit
game skills that never get old
That means it always work n shit
They be searching shit, trying to find ways to hurt your shit, even merc your shit
man
I'll be ya number stan
I put the ring on your hand
Make sure the flowers is sent
We not just lovers we friends
I'll never fold I won't bend
Loving
closer
Dudes approach her
Lightly
Want to be her lover and she obliges
Likes to cuddle under the covers by candlelit fires
Oblivious to lying schemes
he's in a better place
See no evil in his regards
Knew it was better ways
To each their own though, float your own boat
Niggas getting in my way, huh,
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit
her leave you alone
Cuz you don’t feel like nothing’s wrong
With her still in love for so long
Damn, I see why all your lovers cheat
Cuz you don’t know
Jesus not what I'm bout
You could raise your glicky I'm on fifty
And God gon rain it down
Who's gon win a satan child or a milli child?
Christ done put
want the time Yea
I go on dates by myself a lot of steak and wine
And leave a fifty dollar tip he got a vacant mind
Deep in my feelings when that henny
could cut it
Four fifty eight as I bounce in the lac
Swing by the telly to drop off a pack
Chop up a brick and ship that to the trap
It's all in pursuit
hurt you enough to leave and not come back
To choose me as your responsibility and then play the irresponsible
I admire your evil skills of half-loving
the insta, she's out tonight, i might fuck her
can't take benji for a sucker
Last week you said I'm the best lover
asked to lend 50 quid you nutter
Broke
bothered
But after the tappin she yappin like she want her children fathered
By the fellow I was try to tell a brother that they give they lover fits
In
scratches his chest
You used to do that to me back in twelve-fifty-three
Pity me, while you lie with your lover
I stare and suffer in despair while you
than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve
Verse 1 - Tommy Dash
Hello darling, meant to pick up the ringer
I heard the music you making
I guess my baby a singer by now
I hear your voice
prezzies
So unnecessary
Nuclear devastating the Soviets
I'm plagued by my lover
And recreational opium
I got a question for the person in the mirror
I wanna
mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye
The kid
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit
mentally paired with my movement
By the time I’m done you’ll see exactly what I’m proving
You shutting the fuck up’s the only way to make improvement
You
Treasury, forbidden Peyton Place and the Penguin Lady Chatterley's Lover in below my pillow in a brown paper cover.
I'm minding the way that if you were
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