Lyrics:
the finer things but she will still throw down
Like that top she slaying with her back it will get blown out by the one and only
Got her own she don't wanna
And I got the brotha prince rakeem on the side
You know we got the sess bones in the house
And yo God I'ma pass you the bone
Pass the bone kid, pass
Smoking Skywalker OG
Double 8 like CeeDee
If you say it's locked I got the key
Yea I rep the DMV
Day and night like Kid Cudi
Imma Night Walker I stalk ya
identity along with my groups causes violence.
It's Bone with the criminal behavior. Yeah, I'm thugsta,
nigga, but still I got flavor. Without a gun
to fruition
Little poison in the wine
Over time
No one tastes the difference
End up blue face, you the true bait
A prime fillet for your own dogs
Boltin'
Johnnie Walker Blues
Oh damn, all bad things must come to an end but
Oh man, I'll sip it all away, got no regrets
And now you can't, stop counting all your
Hey look over yonder out in the rain
Soaking wet, fever in my brain
I ain't certain which way to go
But I got to move for sure
Feelin' blue
go so, paw paw
Paw pa bredda get chop up and sawka, sawka
Chat like di one Texas Ranger Walker
Hey yo, Gallatin, a wah do dem fool yah
Dem no got no
happy
Until one of them was dead
Curb crawler I'm just a back street walker
Now the winner he was big around 7ft tall
And just by looking in his face
The skeleton
And name these bones one by one
You got the foot bones
Connect the shin bones
Connect the thigh bones
Connect the hip bones
Now what we've got
without you
It chills me to the bone
I never thought you'd leave me
But now I know it's true
Oh, lord I'm blue
I'm crying over you
Crying over you
Pack of Walkers, Fanta that's yellow
Come with a "Hi" and I reply "Hello!"
Peng ting tryna show her stiletto
Walk right past to buy my Cornetto
Pack
you...
That's why when I first got you and
I knew how much I loved you...
I decided that I'd give you the name of...
The moniker of...
I'd call you...
Back on the roads yea I need me my bready
Hit me on tele if you got a Debby
Talking bout Td Oa Chevy
Got me a Walker think her name Betty
I Be
Louis blues
I got the blues, got the blues
Got the blues, got the St. Louis blues
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
I hate to see the evenin' sun go
New Era can see
No cap, i know that life a bitch but
They ain't prepared for me
See, before Love & Hip Hop I
Got love in hip hop
Mona Scott should
time, we fit like lemon and lime
We got the sauce, we got slime, it will be mine, I'll be fine
And Whoa, and Johnnie Walker walk for me
And Captain Morgan
Well, all I gonna give you, some a Rockers
No soul make di lover go, say, baby
Make di lover stay well, nobody feel no way
You got to hear a weh mi say
so sweet
Then my heart skipped a couple of beats
Now I got the blues
Got the so sweet blues
Uh huh
Aww yeah
Yeah Jake and Elwood they do approve
Hey
, got the St. Louis blues
I got the blues, got the blues
Got the blues, got the St. Louis blues
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
I hate to see
my house never wanted a trade
Music my life
Thank God I can live it
You say it take time
Thank God I can give it
Don't get rewinds
I charge by
found our moments in between the hours
When Wendell Walker drove his car to town
But one day he found a letter that I wrote for her
On the top of her
Johnny Walker kick someone's ass. I know what he can do so girl you'd better pass
My man was gambling for fun. Then for the money, he often got drunk
rock and roll
But that's ok cuz all they play is rhythm blues and soul
That Muddy Waters and that
That Howlin' Wolf
No T-Bone Walker
There would be no
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