Lyrics:
give you no respect, they never treat you nice
So perhaps you oughta try a little friendly advice
And be a crew slut
Hey, you'll love it
Be a crew
give you no respect, they never treat you nice
So perhaps you oughta try a little friendly advice
And be a crew slut
Hey, you'll love it
Be a crew
Watching them fall one by one, they fight
Did you think you'll love me too?
Baby, I'm a sociopath
Sweet serial killer
On the warpath
'Cause I love you
life's turned out this way
All I could say was
Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world
Love's the only house big enough for all
so small
And Like that big, beautiful star up above
We’re just a little little little little spark of light and love
We’re just little little little
After all these miles, fam
I really need that
Hammer down now let the mileage roll on
Town to town in this big ole van for so long
Smoked all out
town, dip down, and show love
You know what? What's up? Shit, I'm feeling good now
You better come and get me 'fore I fall into a freestyle
don't like this town but I'll call it my home
I've been feeling so stuck in this shitty little village
Everybody loves to gossip and they're all up in
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian
Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Cause he tend to be amazing
This phrasing is appraisingly 'mazing
And it hits the ground with its sound (Big bass shaking)
It pounds while being profound
Scarlet Town in the month of May
Sweet William Holme on his deathbed lay
Mistress Mary by the side of the bed
Kissin' his face, heapin' prayers on his head
apart!
Everyone has a bit of big noise in his heart.
Everyone loves a little sin.
Well, I'm gonna be the first girl in the line
When the festivities
by me
Sure, but please can you put down your coffee?
She call me Big Daddy Los on the low-key
I be fucking with her friends on the low-key (Low-key)
I
on the Rillerah, add a little brawla, brawla too it
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the Rillerah, add a little brawla sooit
Now the Rawlson is a Swedish town, the rillerah is
a camper
(We go from town)
Love in the back of a lovely T2
(We grow, we roam around)
Big time for me and you
The sky so blue
All our dreams come true
All
photosynthesis
To proceed, after I choose the right seeds to fall in motion
With a little love and devotion
I can make the front cover of High Times
I hope
wanted love and affection
Now you want time and a little attention
But I can't do all that
My son and my bro's are the ones that I mention
Your prices high
ain't ever gonna, ever gonna leave this town (this town), no no
I ain't ever gonna, ever gonna leave this little piece a heaven that the Lord sent down
around around here
Shit girl my love profound around here
I’m the king shit I’m wearing my crown around here
Lady Corleone that’s how it's pronounced
idle town
Yeah, we invent our own little games (in our idle town)
When the lights out at the stadium, hey (in our idle town)
Making life a spinning
Undefeated Boat, no L's still (go)
Takin' off quick, too fast, on my tippy toes
Undefeated Boat, no L's still, six and oh
Run around town, profound
town, Amy
Amy I know you don't have to show your affection
'Cause the big boys like you and to you I'm an infection
So if you don't want me around
I
profound
Imitation ain't flattery (no, no, no)
But inspiration, that's a different ting
And while I own nothing, not even soul I bring
Don't smile
lines like Pacquiao we don't back down
I get love from P-town out to Tac-town
Where you from we is not coo
I want gold like the Rajas and Datus
Got
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