Lyrics:
on Music Row
Well he just moved to town and he didn't know
About ASCAP, SESAC, or BMI
So he might as well kiss his song goodbye
I had my number two
a grave
The eulogy note that she wrote
Says you'll be missed by a woman who cut your throat
Don't forget you're a god my god
I'm gonna lay you down in
dropping dimed rhymes
My advice is look up to the sky get inspired by the light neutral and night
Beautiful fruitful delights
Angel in disguise this guy's
them
The word special don’t cut it,
My girl’s just so…so stunning
And when we staying in, ordering take out Mexican
Being lazy, my lady, my saviour
and I
Me and you
Oh you
Going deeper in the night
With your voice my only guide
I'll wait for the dawn
To come rushing by
One step closer
You and I
my way
Oh I say
Let's go down, down by the river
It's another round, I might be the winner
Got the snake eyes vice, soon thеy'll be rolling my way
to a swell Vin' film
Before we bail, I did a line off my lady titty like Ricky Bell
Baby girl get busy as well
They ain't got shit on me, hell, I may
[Pretty Boy]
Yo Fox and $hort, yo
Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo
I ain't pay that bitch phone bill
[Foxy]
This is for all my ballin' ass
fettuccini cotton
Cash cow, milk it
Can't be spoiled rotten
Split the dividends
Used to have skeletons in my closet
Now I got work ties
Switch the peripheral
I
My father had skin like leather
Hands like steel
From a lifetime spent in the cotton fields
Though he'd come home tired and dirty
Almost every
In St. James Park you told me
It was gonna be alright
In high road square I heard you
Saying your goodbye
Under the trees in Northern Wood
You said
Clouds are only dewdrops that once kissed a rose
Clouds are feathers from a lady's fan
Do you remember how we watched them drifting by
Long ago
don't cry, don't cry lady.
walk on by.
without asking god why.
it's not a lie, lady.
my tears will be dry.
a sand castle left behind
like a toy.
where is
Ladies and gentlemen; Welcome to my fucking introduction (James yee)
The polarity of this project
Changes with the dialect
Made with all i got
All in
goodbye back then
CHORUS:
But if it snows
Then baby I lied
I'd rather be wrapped up in blankets by the fire
Watching the world slowly turn white
Try to play live what?
Lady on a stroll
Rack my Versace but can't pay the toll
All Cappuchino women why'all got to go
The love that I feel for women
list when I see you
As if awaiting my fate
Subconscious waiting to leave as if I was only there to say goodbyes
Actually got worse at that this summer
down the lane
Like LeBron James
You iguodala
Glass cleaning
Baddies is walking by
Tryna spit a line
She be quick to dubbing a nigga
If you ain't worth
Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise
Aw shit, yeah
Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?
Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too
be stuck in my moods
But you be having all your friends watching us (No no no goodbyes)
Like the news
You my main lady
Don't mean to drive you crazy
Yo Foxy, shorty yo
Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo
I didn't pay that bitch
This is for all my ballin' ass bitches
All over worldwide
First class 5 years old 7 forty 7
Being served by white chicks that look like Mae West
Looking like Madonna, 1986
My mind is on some Einstein mathematics
Just me and my mate Johnny here
I know he's gonna like this little bit, see?
'Cause Dicky Palmer-James wrote us the words
If I only could
thinking on and on
You might want a James Dean
But I am on the Jess Team
He used to say all the time
Cross my heart and hope to die
I'm not like any
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