Lyrics:
Well, I woke up this morning
Looked out my door
I could tell my milk cow
Could tell by the way she lows
So if you see my milk cow
Won't you
to quarantine
His crops and livestock boost the economy
Many would travel by boat to see him
His image don most schools and coliseums
A merchant, hustle those
Elliott Ness (no doubt)
Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block, two of the best
Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car
Drive by and put your brains
He'd like to know if you and me could help him in some way
A little camouflage and glue to mask the evil that men do
A small diversion caused by two,
young black woman
Destroying her pretty image and her health
Got me thinking to myself, damn, how could this happen?
I seen her on the corner, nodding
I'm Mr. However-You-Want-It, baby j-j-j-j-jump on it
I ain't here to sell you dreams
Or paint you some pretty pictures
I just wanna get in those
However-You-Want-It
Baby, j-j-jump on it
I ain't here to sell you dreams
Or paint you some pretty pictures
I just wanna get in those jeans
And just like a rivalry,
Down in Louisiana bayous by and by
A peirot pole or your natural soul
Keeps you tied to a tree high tide
Beer joint lights come on
And then crowd
for the right
Like a moth to a flame, you see the bait you bite
You're restless and wild and walkin' the line
You're not just another pretty face
thing they call the lovebug
Well, I always thought that I had me a pretty good style
But I lost that race by a good old country mile
Yeah, I was
parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are.
You're the top!
Well I see you in the morning
Putting on your pretty clothes
And I watch you do your make-up
Like they do in all those fashion shows
Then you
on a montain top
Bown by the deep blue sea
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
One day I'll be old gray Grandpa
All
practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper
The church of scientology, feminine biology
Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we
Polluted by
(boy) if I could build my whole world around you,
Darling, first I'd put heaven by your side.
Pretty flowers would grow where ever you walk,
about it
Choppa to the bully when we land, that choppa nearby us
Niggas be tryna stand by us, just to get they level up
He hit the baddest bitch he had
The snowman's comin', yes, he's comin', he'll take you by the hand
He'll say, "One, two, three," and you will be in cotton candy land
The Snowman's
Smoking weed, true indeed
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Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
Bad boys bad boys what ya gonna do
If you get caught by our mothafuckin' crew
Shot forty one only hit nineteen
They need target practice, that's what
And the three words you've said
They were all goodbyes
Just be real for once
Two weeks have gone by
And the three words you've said
They were all goodbyes
And I
and left her body to rot.
maybe I am just sick minded,
by the way I lost my dick.. can you help me find it?
oh wait there it is, it snapped off in that 3
else
I see angels when I'm laying alone
Early morning and I'm up by myself
Yeah they help me stay away from the phone
Fish da3i lintiqam
Fish amal
number three burnin' up the track
Like a shootin' star through the summer black
Years were flyin' by in a flash
Watchin' the future become the past
One two three four, day by day
아침부터 저녁까지 매일매일
똑같은 말뿐이야 all day long
One two three four, day by day
아침부터 저녁까지 매일매일
똑같은 말뿐이야
No more drama 충분히
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