Lyrics:
the birds as they sail on the wind
Trying to figure out the reason why
Picturing wings held together with string
One day to fly
Someone said and i
happen then)
If the wind stopped blowin' then the land would be dry
And your boat wouldn't sail son and your kite wouldn't fly
And the grass would see your
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
the Book
By the Book
Mister By the Book
CHORUS I
Do you know when they'll catch me?
The day the cows fly...
(they’ll catch me when the)
cows fly!
Hey,
in a breeze
Might be in some real tree
On a backroad bumping MOE 3, I'm in the wind just like a leaf Headed to my favorite creek
My Jon boat feel like
got a piece with a bitch sucking his dick
So what you waiting for you shy men?
Come join the fly men
That'll push like hymens for (diamonds)
With
your last
And now I'm the one with a pocket full of regret
Standing out in the storm and cursing at the wind
Wishing you could just come back
Cold from
life by letting yours unfurled
On and on it goes, sparks upon the wind
Like the July of 4th the crown of stars and a good time grin
On and on it flies
with the summer wind
And I fell for all her charms again
And I somehow never could just tell her no
But she left again with the slightest breeze
And I
flies
She's an angel in disguise
Think I just saw her fly by
When I looked up in the sky
The rain was pouring
The thunder rumbling
The wind was blowing
pull up to the club
Jumping out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a dealership tag
Brand New
Bright leather guts and pearl blue
These hoes they
the ditch
Flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle
Idiot wind
Blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room
Jon Jons in the building
It's time to step your games up right about now
Women remain calm, it's gone be some hate out there
Baby girl, why you by
styles 'cause fly styles so mystic bitch
The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the click that's known as Triple 6
Don't bar no lemon busta niggas we don't
with nothing
But souls can't save themselves
Learning to fly, sweet mother of mine!
Be a long home without you
It's just a long way home without you
Come sit with me
Come walk with me
Come fly with me
Feel ecstasy so naturally
Ageless poetry
Written by the hands
Of the unknown
Now living amongst stars
mask. That boy a bitch. He got beat with a flask
Fuck all these hoes. Can't love on a bitch. Ditched on two times. You know that's lit
Pinned by the Glock
to waters and let me ride the wind
. . .
Fly with broken wings
Fly with broken wings
Fly with broken wings
Fly with broken wings
Fly with broken
fly
To the sky high
You really make me feel I could fly
Really make me feel I could fly
To the sky high
Mark my words but don't be simple with
yeah you know we get blown
Put it in the wind yeah you know we get blown
But shit ain't friendly I stay with a tone
Step to me wrong knock you out like
in the same direction
Humanity is blinded, blinded by the light
Constant stress and noise makes us sick
Hey oh we’re riding with the wind, we are free
takin' off fast
No, you will never see me cry
With my face in the wind
The road is my friend
I've got wings and I'm ready to fly
Now you're wondering, why
I'm gonna stay
And make a difference
She was lost by the corner store
With the corner stone, and the skull and bones
With the pirate ship with
the very start (The Start)
And nothing is gonna tear us apart
When the wind blows we'll be alright
Cause when the wind blows then we can fly
When the wind
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