Lyrics:
mothafuckin' signs)
We used to be family, guess it's time to mow the lawn now (Mow the lawn now)
Put that on my brother, I'ma ball like a guard now (Like
houses sitting still
where have all the people gone?
where have all these people gone?
no children playing on the lawn
no one's ever on
I have run
safe
Watching the threads disintegrate
Like the Krishna beads in a lockbox safe
Watching the threads disintegrate
Crumbling like the lawn art you
the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there
Well I've said I've sailed the frozen corners of the dark Atlantic Sea
And I drifted on the waves
Fantom on the lawn getting wiped down
I'm in the white house (house), I'm in the white house (house)
I got a hundred of them things nigga, right now
We
ice), ice VS1's (VS)
Off-White Vlone 1's, foreigns parked on my lawn
Them 40's come we jump, I like my bitches blonde
Wockhardt gimme the runs, don't
I just flew in
From the windy city
The windy city is mighty pretty
But they ain't got what we got
No sir'ree
They've got private lawns
and VISA, ho
I'll take a big house with a lawn to mow
I’ll take a maid
Lit ass days with my bitches gettin’ paid
Parlez-vous français?
I be up in the sky,
Gon really wanna front on
I put your whole life on your front lawn
Come on
Stunt on some shit that none on, gun on
Big city terrorizers
You can bet
at, lookin' at you
You're my fifteen-dollar lawn chair
Ray Ban's and your long hair
JBL turned up, got that feel good in my cup
Knee-deep in some
Dear John, Oh, how I hate to write
Dear John, I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight
and the genuine cons
You're all in me or in Forest Lawn
Hollywood shrink told me to think about my future plot
A grave story or restless grave? Sure I am not
Lost
(Tommy)
Make sure you mow that lawn
Snakes in the grass lil' dummy (snakes in the grass)
Sex from a nigga hurt her tummy
First I wrap my dick like
wall boys?
Who's gonna mow your lawn?
Who's gonna cook your Mexican food
When your Mexican maid is gone?
Who's gonna wax the floors tonight
Down
pictures
Pick another fight before the kick us out the exit
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don't
Fantom on the lawn getting wiped down
I'm in the white house (house), I'm in the white house (house)
I got a hundred of them things nigga, right now
We
melts in my lawn and I am free, yeah
Corn cob pipe and a button nose, yeah
Puddled in the grass two lump of coal
Snow melts in my lawn and I am
If I had
Brook-lawn collabo'
Yo, yo, yo (ya heard me?)
(BP step to 'em)
This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
New York, New York, ice
Steve's going to London
Shaun's stuck in a suit
Tom sleeps on his best friend's lawn
Like every other afternoon
Steve's going to London
Dan peed
bleeding into fear
moonlight creeping round the corners of our lawn
when she sees the early signs of daylight fading
she leaves just before its gone
Daddy's
out in a lawn chair here
Gonna drink 'em down to nothin'
Till there's nothin' left but Yeti ice
Gonna soak up these Sunday rays
Make the most
on
Just relax and sing a song
Drive your car up on the lawn
Let me play your guitar
Well, this here verse is for the people in Russia
Though it is
have gone
Daggers drawn and quartered lawns
Each square for one and none for all
I'm tired of daggers drawn
Four o'clock knock I'm knocking about
It starts Friday at the break of dawn
Doin' donuts on my neighbor's lawn
Rock 'n' roll all weekend long
Tonight I'm drinkin' for two
That's all I
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