Lyrics:
what it’s like instead of two
Baby we can ease it in, slowly
It can start with two of us before it get OC
You can tell your friends if they ever get
serving packs
You would of thought he was Chris Paul dropping them dimes
3hots a cot when is it gon stop
Wasa made man
Came a long way from trapping in
serving packs
You would of thought he was Chris Paul dropping them dimes
3hots a cot when is it gon stop
Wasa made man
Came a long way from trapping in
on the sand
By the metal detector man
We looked across the bay
As the dolphins swam away
We held hands, and just imagined
But with tears in my eyes
You had
know know know know
He's in the bathroom
We could make it fast
Who knew
You were just a barbie
Plastic
Yea
Heart
I was just a foreign face to love
I cut
never be the favourite
Just taken for granted
I'm just saying it's all kinda frustrating
Wearing down on my patience but that's fine
In time you guys'll
you’ve seen Hank before,
I’m pretty sure you’ve met H.U.E.
Beth’s a fridge, but she’s a spicy la-ty too
I’d introduce you to Kevin, but it sucks too much
say im the beth
Yeah I'm the best
Don't whisper that nigga
Say it with your chest
Turn into Stinkmeaner
Kick you in the chest
Thats the good news
Go
are you all right?
Don't touch me!
But it's me, Beth! Your wife!
No! You're one of them - a devil!
He's delirious!
Lies! I saw
surprised in any way or even shocked
I dropped the duck costume and my fuckin heart stopped
Be careful what you wish for cause it always could come true
And I
Woo okay
I like this
Okay damn
I be getting paper
Yes I've been getting paper
Back in bach's studio
Had to run it back one more time
You know how it
You can't even sit in peace
'Cause all of these niggas be on you
I'm just sayin' I can be (yeah)
The one that you call and you talk to, girl
bridled by your breath
Does it stir up such a feeling in the center of your chest
To raise a crop unburdened by the oxen struggle 'gainst the stress
when Stravinsky has a hit
Give me some melody!
Ah sure, I know
It's not that kind of show
But can't you have a score
That's sort of in between?
what it means to shine
Like a fire that spins inside a spark
As the ashes cool to grey
Kicked up by the wind, dancing through the dark
You will
Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin
Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin
around in the breeze
So happy that you caught me, now they call me Mrs. Cease
Those dark bright eyes
Still taking me by surprise
I found out that with you
That's a call you make for free
I stood by you through it all
I did everything I could
Through the good times and the bad
Crossed my fingers, knocked
it's Scooby-Doo
Now I'm in a 4-by-4 with the guys
One hand on the stick
I ain't talking about no ride
No I ain't talking about no whips
I just had
You look so wonderful in your dress
I love your hair like that
The way it falls on the side of your neck
Down your shoulders and back
We are
of these situations end up in New York Times
Making suicidal notes on the daily till you die
Or get saved and give it another try
Changing your name is not
Mainu gal na layea ni (why didn't you hug me)
Kita intazaar beth ohna tavan te (I sat and waited for you in these places)
Shad ke geya c mainu jina ravan
wrote this song)
I, I, I did you wrong (But I ain't done yet, listen)
I know this dame by the name of Susie
Always in my ear like she ain't no
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