Lyrics:
outside, I couldn't believe my eyes
He was in Bill's arms breathin hard and french kissin
I was ready for Mary, Susan, Helen and Jane
When all the time
angelicus)
UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.
FATHER BILL:
By
Don't you ever believe it
I know it's tough I know it's hard
Ordinary citizens losing jobs
And every since they've opened up
Bill collectors just keep
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
but
Since I believe and I think any person reasonable person would
Believe that that is not covered in the definition of sexual
Relations I was given
surrender)
Give your life to God and all that
Ya know, that's good and I believe in God (I surrender to you Lord)
But when you got bills at your front door
! Believe! (swerve)
Yeah, it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James hoe
I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman
or die
Police - can't see me ballin
Sippin on hennesey-sey-sey
And I - can never pay your bills
Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
I got my key
on Hennesey
And I, can never pay your bills
Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
I got my key on the passenger side
So ain't no scrub in me, me, me
All I really know
All I really know All I really know
It's my hippy life and it go to show
I got bills by the back door
Bills by the stacks though
to keep them on a leash though
I'm known to walk alone, but I'm alone for a reason
Sending me a drink ain't appeasing, believe me
Come harder, this won't
to keep them on a leash though
I'm known to walk alone, but I'm alone for a reason
Sending me a drink ain't appeasing, believe me
Come harder, this won't
outside, I couldn't believe my eyes
He was in Bill's arms breathin hard and french kissin
I was ready for Mary, Susan, Helen and Jane
When all the time
always say that you are losing your dreams
And yes, I do believe you
Bill Bailey
Well, won't you come on home tonight?
Bill Bailey
Shut up and come
that a king adore
I need you by my side, you the type I bring on tour
Let's fall asleep in L.A., wake up out in Singapore
Doing things I never did
empowered by the people I love
I pray god doesn't take me young
Because you know what they say the good die young
So can anybody tell me It seems the good die
When I done quit hollerin' baby
I believe I shake 'em on down
Get my babe won't be late
You know by that I mean seconds late
Ah must I holler
I had a friend named Bill Campbell
He used to rob, steal and gamble
And on the side he'd beg
So he mopped up
Well, I told ol' Billy shouldn't do it
A couple more bills are here
You tell me don't worry, you
Coupons on the table, we're
Tryna find a way to buy food
And I'm feeling so lost out here
I
love) start a riot how fucking rad?
The real world is really unreal
How fucking rad
While the wildest of dreams can come a bill true stay
I mean dad
Uhh
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
(that's a good look)
And anything you cop, I split the bill
(That's a good look, better yet a hood look; ladies, that's a good look)
Believe me
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
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