Lyrics:
a friend
Now I lost a love I’m the only one in my defense
I been cast aside and I been struck
You weren’t by my side when I got stuck
No ride or dies when I
out of sand
I wanna be your money man
My mortgage is picked up by the band
I wanna be your money man
The boys, oh they're sleepin' out in the van
play guitar
I said hey
I can play guitar
It always saves me when it comes to the ladies
I've never been great with words
But when I open up my
love songs in my room
Sing for you with my guitar girl, play your tunes
I could learn your favorite, let me know
Because then we could have our song,
down
Showed me loyalty then I'll be stepping u my bro now
Ain't hearing what nobody say
Juss be posted by the gate
When I say spray you tell him spray
I be that nigga from the east side
Put my dart up in your pussy
I don't need no prize
And you don't need those guys
These Versace shades I don't see
quite frightened
So I asked him, Buddy, what's wrong?
My roommate said, This might sound absurd but I am certain that we are
Being observed
There are
was young
Hard-living sarcastic sharp-tongued son
Of a gun and I am my father's son
By 1981, Dad's life had grown messy
Then a woman named Ramona came
she loved to hear me play
Katy brought my guitar back today.
Katy brought my guitar back today.
I've seen it make her cry over and over
She told me
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
I said me and my buddy
My shyness, my misunderstood
My misunderstanding
My destiny is grounded
By confounding weights as Hollywood greats
Inspire me to keep my body
rearview mirror
My mama kept calling me home but I just did not want to hear her
And the vision was getting clearer in my dream
So I let out one night in
the treasure
And we'll die if we must.
HELP ME!
HELP ME!
Somebody please!
Oh, you saved me!
Nothing I would ever do without my ZiZiPuPu,
My ZiZiPuPu.
Its true.
Light ice cold
Me and my buddies cuttin' down an old back road
I got a jacked up truck, but it ain't much
A fixer upper with a brand new clutch
Yeah,
Well I hope you're proud
I hope this guitar ain't too loud
For you to hear my heart break inside every word
And it makes me smile
So I think I'll
money oh buddy
Give me Credit I'll blow it all, flex that loan money
Make money like everything I do's money
Win money lose money got some shoe money
me
Baby play that guitar
Play for me
Pick, flick and pluck your strings for me
Baby play that guitar
Yo, Yo, She got my back
So she's nice when I
who plays the best piano by far
When he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler, "Beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
The people
Well, my buddy came by upset, I was racing to leave for work
He said his girl had thrown him out, he didn't know where to turn
I told him, you chill
Cadillac, horns on the hood
My buddy Frankie had his dad hook him up good
Girls smile when we roll by
They hop in the back and we cruise to the river side
Sudan on it (woo)
I might shoot a gun at you by my fan homie
Not playin' got a band
With saran on it, and
Stayed down with me and my man homie ,
say Oh my God, maybe we’re a no-go
This guitar doesn’t have the Fender logo
No label, no vendor, maybe a pretender.
How do I know it was made by Mr.
Donuts in my pockets this a jellyroll (This a jelly roll)
I told shorty put her neck where my belly go (Come here)
Buddy turned six nine when he got up in
"Ohhh, Richie. Hey Richie, my dad's down the hall, and he
Doesn't want me on the
Phone. So if I hang up on you, it's just because he's coming."
Richie:
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