Lyrics:
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
Let me tell you about a girl I know
Had a drink about a hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself, in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
Let me tell you about a girl I know
She had a drink about an hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
Let me tell you about a girl I know
She had a drink about an hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
woaah yeahh yeah ay yeah ay yeah ay
its AK yoooo ay yeahh
ay watch me do my thang girl
woah woah
Its by time and patience watch me do my thing
Its by
(That’s what I thought you said, now let me offer this as a rebuttal)
It was the girl with the clothes
She told me give her some more
I told that
high,
next time we won't smoke all of that ounce you buy
Ooh, I almost forgot to blow the candles out
'Cause I don't really want to fall asleep
and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
don't think you really do
Are we on the same page or is it too late?
Cause I can't really tell by the look on your face
Standing next to you still feel
enough
I'm having withdrawals
Of ya
She the girl next door
With the boobie traps
Like home alone
Thirst traps via iPhone
Or Polaroid no Nikon
She
care because I moved on from my ex
Now it's time to boss up and move to my next
I was at a lunch table back in August
I just saw a nice girl, had
I tell her catch me if you can
You must been blind how you ain’t see I’m the man
Baby girl I really don’t understand
I don’t understand
All these
a towel by the door
Just in case the smoke go into the hallways
Cause I be smoking weed and fucking all day
This is off the top of the dome
Let me introduce
It's a foundation ting
Yeah it's by His grace and ting
And I pray my bruddas gon' sort me out even when I lack
I'm stressed til next week
Haffi go back
We got all the weed that we need next door
We can roll it all up
In case we wanna smoke some more
If you wanna ride with me let's ride
You can be
a call, and maybe we'll hang out next week."
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care,
I had to write a song I wanted it all along
Being by your side but your gone
I no longer want it, being by myself
I ask for your help, my heart ya
Breathe in without gratitude and the wild free air
My innocence has left by the same door it came
and never again will i ever be the same
But I'll never
door open
so a nigga can come in there real slow.
Yeah.
You got a job, I got a life, you got a man, I got a wife
Baby girl, baby boy, that's
to be real with ya
I'm here now, what you sayin', girl, open up
Like the doors on the bus when I pick you up
You gon' pay for this ride, make sense
on the court near avenue lane
Close By there they met a girl her name was merry Jane
Jay thought she was cute and had her all in his brain
But little did this
to feel on
And you keep it real when it comes to having sex, girl you don't ever flex
Long as I fuck you good, you ain't worried bout what's next
That's
the war
Tik-tak click-clack bodies drop to the floor
Yeah I pull up to your crib with my ten by four
In the matte black foreign with the butterfly doors
I
jail next?"
Not everyone's a shotta, but everybody's runnin' from a coppa
And nobody wants to bait the block up
16, set up by a chick, what a cockup,
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