Lyrics:
Curly hair hazel eyes
Shit done caught me by surprise
I can’t help it, mesmerized
My love, my love, my love, my love
Curly hair sky blue eyes
Shit
still do it
And I confused the mailman
There was an old couch on
The porch and many a morning
As he came by I'd be sitting
There with, say, two of them
a brief reminder: my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by return of post Q P.T.O.:
No-one likes a debtor, so it's better if my orders are
Choppa shaking mane we had them niggas dancing and Shit
Bullets jumping i ain trippin' bitch we dumpin' the clip
This just a letter to my haters I
See the D is for Old Man Sour on tap
Both dropping beats so creative, understated, it's a fact
Peeps are unpacking KOLD to react on youtube. My love, my
a different letter
Country living redneck and I never been better
I was born with a shotgun in my hand
I was raised up by a redneck old man
Country living small
began to set
And when she got to the porch she found a letter that read
You're the only girl I'll ever love
And I'd do anything not to give you up
If I
know I stamp shit, like a letter
Was a king, wit no Coretta, know I always had a dream
You was green, very clever, let them likes get in between
You was
Yea, Yea
Yea, Yea
New girl feel like shrooms on a day trip
2020 had a nigga by the laces
Just a blunt and some love, what it's laced with
Just a leaf
Gucci Sweaters, old love letters
Hurt myself tryna make you better
And I hate 'em now
Yeah I really hate 'em now
God almighty, fucked your psyche
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
the pattern people
And we write those same old letters
And we sing those same old songs
And when we're tired of crying
We go back where we belong
We're
love you)
Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
say I love you
Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
supper on his little Yukon stove,
He wished that he had staked a claim in Love's rich treasure-trove;
When suddenly he paused and held aloft a Yukon egg,
dance the last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight
Wo-o
I need you by me beside me to guide me
To hold me to scold me
Cause when
on a gold mine
She got a letter from a lawyer in Vegas
A week ago today
Sayin' old Jake struck the mother lode
Just before he passed away
There was a key
Close my eyes I see your face
Vivid pictures in my head
Haven't been myself for days
Seem to be stuck in old ways
I love you and you love me
Don't
The glass of milk lyric, I've come to resent it
But I've had some trouble sleeping since that song ended
8 year old me would be heartbroken I'm not a writer
I
chance to play the game fair
But when you left me, sweetheart, you only left a love who cared
Now that you're down, I'm gonna stick by you
If you will
arrive by 8
Not too early nor too late
Baby don't be mad
Don't you hate
I thought you'd appreciate
Lucky old 7
Thought you were my heaven
Got me hooked
say I love you
Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
By the time you read this letter
I'll be outta your life
Gone forever more
But guess I'll survive
I'm gonna leave my records
And a forwarding
Yeah, baby, yeah, I gotta leave you
By the time you read this letter, I'll be outta your life
Gone forever more but I guess I'll survive
I'm
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