Lyrics:
once I thought of asking how you been
But still they filled me in, and, man, it left me devastated
Used to stand by you, then abandoned you, said damn
The sunlight in his living room was disappearing
And he wanted to enjoy the few hours of leisure
He had left before he had
To go to work again in the morning
He
place
When all of my dreams were of your face
I wanna makeout for days and not feel bad about it
Like a wasted year drawn out by business hours
When all
the moment, ah just for the moment
Ah, just for the hour
Just to be close to you, girl
I need you baby
To make love, to be loved by you baby
To have your warm
Just to be close to you girl
Just for a moment, well just for an hour
Just to be close to you girl
Oh well ah baby aw
You know I've been
Just to be close to you, girl
Just for a moment, well,
Just for an hour
Just to be close to you girl
I was a lonely man
A man with no
Just to be close to you girl
Just for a moment, well just for an hour
Just to be close to you girl
Oh well ah baby aw
You know I've been
Just to be close to you girl
Just for a moment, well just for an hour
Just to be close to you girl
Oh well ah baby aw
You know I've been through
waiting for an hour and you ain't hit back
I'm not in love with the powder of the cognac
I'm just in love with the flower and my grades is bad
Mr. Weed Man
sitting in that hall by the kitchen
Rocket up that second flight, I'm a man on a mission
Her door open, seen my sister in the fetal position
Now nothing was
as a man to get my bread and butter
Man up now, it's all or nothin'
Listened to my elders, now the wise runs in me
A boy in a man's shoes, I subside by
Somebody get 'em a tissue
I am the man of the hour
You just the man on your menstrual
Talking that shit now we wiping ya nose
Come at the gang and you
foundation
Of Adam of the man
Now in every land
Is the foundation
Of Adam of the man
Now in every land
Yes to midnight we back
The darkest hour
Yes from
pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes, oh but
Two hours of pushing broom
Buys a eight by twelve four bedroom, I'm a
A man of mean by no means
King
hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road.
Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let,
Turn your block more smokey than Jamaican nigga's nights
Are they racist, fam? Tryna be funny? Or tryna relate to man?
Sixty-year-old businessman,
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all
flip the switch
I put in the hours, you can trust no bitch
And by the way, you're as cheap as your weave
(And as fake as your tit's)
of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their
Man she fine I get caught in her design
Take my any time her time is mine, yea I'm
Glad to decide ima keep her by my side
Man she fine as an hour
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
you can take a look at this invention
Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket
[Man, what are these, condoms?] Uh uh: sex packets
It's like
Yo
This song is
Aiyyo Dunn this song is called Sunshower
Cause we approachin' the final hour
You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There
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