Lyrics:
to make my mom cry
Brand new but I won't forget the old times
Just a little jit growing up in the hood
Running up and down always up to no good
Banging
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
Yeah it's a brand new year
It's a brand new year
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
taking you for good
Yes and we'll walk by the river most every single day
And we'll eat our dinner where the tourists play
Yeah the city's old but it
you live to prosper
See yo face on the screen hear your name at the Oscars
Buy myself a brand new chopper sport cars & helicopters
Make sure i do it
Shoe"
We can't forget Hank Williams with them good old "Lovesick Blues"
It's time for Roy Acuff to go to Memphis on his train
With Minnie Pearl
Shoe"
We can't forget Hank Williams with them good old "Lovesick Blues"
It's time for Roy Acuff to go to Memphis on his train
With Minnie Pearl
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
This is my same old coat
These are my same old shoes
It was the same old me
With the same old blues
Oh, then you touched my life
Just by
clearer to see
You not a goblin Goodz it's about a dollar
Niggas could beat ya collar
But out here robbin' (Robin) Hoods
You got it good, niggas can't be
new
Brand new, brand new
Aww you make me feel brand new, brand new
This love will last forever 'cause you make me feel brand new
Old photographs
Send a message overthink it, girl I Don't know what to do
I should really get an oscar, cuz of how I play it cool
But I'm faking, girl I'm acting
You
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked-hat
good, ain't no poverty
More money and blessings, working to perfection
I gotta do it right, this time I perfected
It's a brand new year and I'm still
just loved having the dog all the neighbors recognized
They’d yell “good dude”
Good good dude
Name meant as a joke
Became the name you grew into
Good
that don't, dog
Because people don't realize that the doctors are the good guys
But they answer to the ones with the supply
So, you have a choice
(dog in the hood)
That can go to the projects (School Street, Home of the Brave)
By his fuckin' self and be good (good)
Yeah, nigga, ask niggas on my
brought us together when it could've tore us apart
Mom still ain't good, she misses you, she thinks 'bout you daily
We got a dog after you passed and she
bad, fuck 'round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new ass
With a lot of old money
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
the kid in it
She looks so good, throw a kid in it
Have a baby by me for the big business
I got a brand new coupe, uh
I got a brand new 'Rari, yeah
I
far away.
Then where should I go?
Where should I head to?
How can I live
leaving the old farm?
At that moment,
some sparrows flew by
and said
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