Lyrics:
on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon' put my daughter on
'Cause she realla than
knows in the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
important
That's why she tryna be all in my section with liquor pouring
Six in the morning, police at my door
Guns by the bed, money in the floor
days of my childhood,
In the little brown church in the veil.
It was there on a bright Sunday morning,
I could hear that clear ringing bell.
In that
on the same block that the water on
I be more than gone run and get your order form
Next time I record a song gon' put my daughter on
'Cause she realla than
Woke this morning Biggie Smalls was on the speakers
Just one of those days like nothing can defeat us
Put Proffit on the drums so you fools can't
Woke this morning Biggie Smalls was on the speakers
Just one of those days like nothing can defeat us
Put Proffit on the drums so you fools can't
night along o' me,
And l'll tell you its daddy in the May morning."
"Oh, was it by a black man or was it by a brown,
Or was it by a ploughing-boy
Years gone by like my stand made in heaven
Cant just trust anyone who calls them self Reverend
Angels here scarce or their engines are revving
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
the protocol
I got these bitches like Chris Brown
Man they wall to wall
Remember when my dawg switched up
I thought I saw it all
If they want to battle with
something right
Was your favorite song
When I sang Amarillo by morning
Babe you always sang along
Girl I swear I'm already there
They were written for us back
Hamburger Helper
Nigga you want to take us like desert sketch, I leave you scared
Nigga I got a partna by the name of Chris, that's Redd
People say I got
the morning
We walked him to the station in the rain
We kissed him as we put him on the train
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that
alchohol itch
Bitch
This Four Loko be hitting harder than Chris Brown hits Rihanna
Get drunk every day and I'm gonna
I'm finna cause some drama
Drink so much
Hyde
All songs written and performed by Porno for Pyros
(c) 1992 I'll Hit You Back Music/Virgin-EMI Songs BMI
Lyrics Reprinted by Permission. All Rights
Morning comes, she follows the path to the river shore,
Lightly sung, her song is the latch on the morning's door.
See the sun sparkle in
Morning comes
She follows the path to the river shore
Lightly sung
Her song is the latch on the morning's door
See the sun sparkle in the reeds
Never take pics my nigga with a pout
Racially black but skin still brown
Still Hit a high note nigga Chris Brown
Can i laybuy your family
But for keeps no
play with her nose like Whitney I can be your Bobby Brown
Shorty shaped like Riri let's make a porn like Mimi like Mary I'm going down
Man a nigga got
that
I'll even put it in a song for you
Okay, let's go
We both got a job that we came to do
Do mushrooms? Come on, the mushrooms soup
You're back here
We sit and watch the fires burn and talk about the years that passed.
We raise our glasses into the air and sing the songs that made us who we are.
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