Lyrics:
in my room at night, Thinking bout the good times, the good times
Yeah I'm thinking bout the good times, Yeah the real good times we had
Like when you
I’m a big dog in this shit y’all no where need my level
To high off this Exotic I’m smoking rose Patels
Feeling like a pilot driving a space
(what is blackice ?)
BOOM
Every body move
I got a stick with me
It will clear up the room
Boom
Everybody moove
I got a stick with me
Fill up my cup
17,65
That’s a bottle ah henny
Puff puff, first man on the moon in the room, Im High already
They telling me drop all my unreleased
room won't hold no longer
No longer
These voices in my head
Keep telling me to fall apart
But I won't take this anymore
Pushing through
To a better
move When you take me to your room room
I'm coming through Ain't no one like you
She off to the moon In her off-white shoes
Now we link up every week
my beer
Don't think I can stand it
Thinking bout' a stranger in your living room
No you shouldn't talk to strangers
You could be in danger
No I cant
been mobbin
She insane when she sloppin
If it's fake, then I don't cop it
Take hoes to the room
I said pussy boy, you doomed
Rock out two shows off some
gotta take off
Ugh let's go
It's a difference in the room when we coming thru
Feel the presence of a boss I do this shit the living proof
I been really
Come over let's catch a vibe
You're Uber outside
Tell him don't wait, don't waist no time
Baby you so fine
Can't wait to go wet this thing
And hearing
bitch up in my room doing gymnastic shit
Don't run up on me you get gone you get hit with blicks
Stack this shit like legos i don't sell no bricks
He
much
How high do I jump
No, It's just us
In a crowded room please listen up
Baby hush
All I see is you I need your love
Don't interrupt
I need
on the Glock, make the woes step back
Uh Huh, make the woes step back
2 Huss in the room and I'm beating they backs
2 hours in the bed, been pulled off her tracks
when its no one there
Put the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there
(Yup) I'll be over there, shawty I'll be over there
I'll be hittin'
away with no room to play
Trapped in a zoo with buffalo poo
So he went next door to the elephant
And asked him what to do
I'm wasting away with no
when its no one there
Put the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there
(Yup) I'll be over there, shawty I'll be over there
I'll be hittin'
is done
But there's just no job to be found in Salt Lake City
Oh this room's cold no one to hold so I just walk around
And think of all the times that
of the city (New York)
And just because my outfit match don't make me pretty
Baggy dungarees, dick need room to breathe
In a room full of crackers I might
the sweetest voice yeah my sexy baby
I love you too
There's much room for passion, oh no, no
There no room for fears
When the love flows smoothly between
so many tears
'Til he finds out why he don't belong like me
There's no room for us out there
You can lose your hope and pride
When it comes
Well honey don't you worry I don't need no bar room queens
Though I'll admit she sure knows how to fill a pair of jeans
And I'll admit now darlin'
a gypsy I was born to roam
Like a wanderer with no fixed abode
I think about the friends
I've left behind on the road
Well, the road's been rocky
throwin' elbows (where my dawgs at?)
Uh, let me loose
Ooh, ah, I'm overdue
Give me some room, I'm coming through
Paid my dues, in the mood
Me and my
throwin' elbows (where my dawgs at?)
Uh, let me loose
Ooh, ah, I'm overdue
Give me some room, I'm coming through
Paid my dues, in the mood
Me and my
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