Lyrics:
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
'll learn I'm the best
Only way you could kill me is bore me to death
You love Hoodie Meth
Best it could get
I get on a mic and without even trying I take
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
up and phone me
I'll be there in a hurry
Right by your side
Never let you go
And if you want me
To be your one and only
I'll be there
Don't
for liking fashion for
That being a career you
Want to take up like even
With the stylist that
I work with that’s my i always call her my
Baby of MAS
a nigga whacked comin'
Out a clothing store
That's all you need to know
You don't need to know no more
I would say some more but can't go no more
Anyway,
thangs, you don't have to run up to me
Talkin' bout what we gonna see
I'm just tryna find the one that's gon' be right for me
You got me feelin' blue, you
I don't really want you no more[03:03.59]Way too gaudy, that's not really what I'm here for[03:06.44]Feeling godly, been a longtime since I felt
without her
I don't go nowhere without her
Hide in my soda, Osama, when it come to that Wocka'
I got that ho by her flocka, Keisha
One minute I
don't come with no jealousy
My illness don't come with no remedy (walk on by)
I am so much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy (walk
(cause I don't need it)
Why'd you call me (Baby)
If you don't give a damn about me (Damn about me)
Let's see how you do without me (Without me)
Why
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
Well it's one for the money, well it's two for the show
Well it's three to get ready, now go, cat go
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Well
I wake up and barely say a word to you
You think that it's foolish
I don't say the same things you want me to
You think that it's stupid
Why do I
don't hit my line if you ain't horny
She want me to slide in through the night it's only 6:40
And I can make shit pop off but I ain't corny
Pussy make
you my kid hoe
Listen
Baby girl don't be a weirdo
I said that I can teach you
Go grab a pencil
I be thinking bout money
Sucking on my honey
This pussy
down, slow down...
You'd better slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down
I don't want get stressy
Just wanna be a bit lazy
Sorry miss but today it will
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
And never go away
I don't want to live without you
I don't want to live without you
I could never live without you
Live without your love
I ask myself but
to define you
'Cause what would you demand?
When everybody out to define you without a circumstance
Anybody got Harry Styles' phone number?
Okay, I
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
Man a pupa rambo got di perfect shot
Futuristic ting, a no joke thing
If you're a blue movie boo, haffi link up wid you
Sekkle
Me no want no
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