Lyrics:
would stop by willies house and say
Do ya'll need anything from town?
He'd say no, but why don't ya'll stop on the way back through?
And I'll get Laura
droppin' cotton and stumblin' over the couch
Yeah, we'll be shakin' these walls, breakin' everything in this house
If I know you the way you're lookin'
droppin' cotton and stumblin' over the couch
Yeah, we'll be shakin' these walls, breakin' everything in this house
If I know you the way you're lookin'
and key, here's the fallacy
I wanna be me, but don't know how to be
So I play this carnivorous carnival for some
Cotton candy and apathy
Cotton candy
Intro:
Say, say (Ooh)
Say, ooh
Say, say (Ooh)
Say, ooh
Salt: Yeah, what's up baby
Man: Oh, I'm chillin'
Salt: You know, you got me thinkin' about
tuff don’t get hurt
Watch me ten toes step
In balenci’s
Yeah my shoe look like a sock
When its on my feet
Dont test me
You know i'm greedy
When it comes
be cotton soft
I ain't into goin' back and forth, With the other side, let's get the Problem solved
You niggas hoes, you better knock It off, hit
to the drive, leaving ms daisy
smokin got the cotton mouth, need water, he feelin wavy
in the dark will comes to the light,
Tell me who being shady
I don
I know
I know a sweet place
I know a sweet place
I know a place by my heart
I know a place by your heart
Where can we go, go
I know a place
one two
Let me get that Uh one two uh one two
This hear Uh one two uh one two
Is SoSoDef Uh one two uh one two
Ya know Uh uh uh one two one
on my lips
So much it makes me sick
Too bad you taste like cotton candy
Boy you know you taste just like cotton candy
Don't like the rush it's too much
couches, ounces, by the fountain
On James all night man, it’s going down
Sacked up, band up
Vic higher than a truck
30 in the 40,
Try to rob,
I’ll cock
the drugs
Lot of pot in my process, love
Don't hate a nigga cause I'm blessed
Judge me by my progress, bruh
I obsess with every dollar I get
Fuck you think we
before I go
Your trails of debt and soaking wet cotton
It's a pain that you'll never know
I will forgive your rotten
Needs before I go
Your trails
to Quilly
Now sit your big ass down 'cause I don't know about this rap stuff
There wasn't rap when I was pickin' cotton, sayin massa
Y'all y'all
Welcome to Paris
It's time to see
The Sky
In the streets
I'm paralyzed
By the lights
They are blinding me
These pink clouds are above my head
My
Well, I know that I shouldn't have done it
I know that it just wasn't right
'Cause they got me back up to the Cotton Mouth River
And I can't cross
the melanin
Where's James Cameron
Got a Zoe ready to shoot
In a coupe avatar blue
I always been the truth
Had to dig a little to find it
Sprouting out that
on pon mi cocky like Hanes
Up to di time (pow)
See me a seh, Don
You know you're rated as number one
Badman nah check fi hide (hide)
Badman nah
And I'll get Laura Mae to cook us some barbecue (you know, they good)'
The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fine (yes it was)
But that was another
cop a feel
Them niggas ain't cotton picking but they stuck inside that field
I hope Tay don't go bananas
Fucked up tryna get an appeal
I know niggas
Yeah, yeah, STK bitch
Alec's even worse
Huh? Ha, alright, yeah
Göğsümde gümüş bi chain, aye
Sırtımda 23, James (James)
Ayağım yerden 1 metre
Because I don't see your face
In the loving warming light
Of the cotton candy skies
Yeah my favorite colors pink
Cause it makes me think of you (of you)
I
, don't cry
Summertime, summertime, summertime
and the living is, living is easy
Fish are, I know the fish are jumping
and cotton is so high
Your
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