Lyrics:
two golden slippers
To get me home
I'm gonna buy me two wings of silver
Yes Lord to fly me home
I'm gonna buy me two wings of silver
Yes Lord
way to be safe
Flap my wings and find my own way
By myself that's how I'm made, yeah
Everything will be okay but everything won't stay the same
I spent
the second flood
Of the Butterfly
Bitches know I'm bound to fly
Touch the wings
Let the birdies sing
Hear them testify by any means
We gonna see some
you looking
Fresh gas station bouquet you gave
I keep it right next to the
Love note on the mixtape
You made
Saturday rush, can't wait try
Cellophane
really can't stand it anymore
I'm going out to dinner, with a gorgeous singer
To a little place I've found down by the quay
Her name is Patricia, she
needed
In our comfy little pond, the competition was heated
I fought to be respected but constantly felt defeated
We found each other in solace, cooperated
where she's gone
Little green men do O.K.
It's the fairies' revenge they say
And gumdrops and Saturdays did Eric call by the way
Ride on, ride on,
A Saturday
Saddest day
Fucking with me know you're dead wrong
Aye, aye, aye
I get that bag on a Saturday
Grandmama died it's the saddest day
Fucking
me of you
The smile on your face when we wake up next to us
Saturday picnics in our little garden
That tone in your voice when you know I'm lying
a little bit of devil in her angel eyes
A little bit of devil in her angel eyes
Saturday night she's rockin' out by the bonfire
Foot hangin' from that tail
Now I've never been in with the fast crowd
I've never been closer than just a little over the line
I know those nights I'd find great temptations
is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
You'll be city girl buzzin' over
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She
and cereal
Like it's Saturday
On the ball no cast away
I'll show you a whole new world
Young padawan
(Yeah)
Shadow box
Like the shadow khan
(Yeah)
No limit
A face lost in the crowd
A voice no-one can hear
You'll get by on a wing and a prayer
So let it be
Let the breeze carry you to the sea
Let the wind
to speak
Gift you with your favorite treats
Feelin curious take a little peak
Lesser the pressure no retreat (baby)
Don't know how your love it gets me
Your
overworking myself to get by
And now I’m, thinking back when I had to wear whatever I could find
On a budget living off of dimes
Now I’m buying whatever I like
We'll never start a fight
On a Saturday night
See that girl by the record machine
Lookin' real hot in them tight blue jeans
I'm walking over and I ask
So your life would not end in misery
Don't fly to high my little bird
'Cos if you try you may get hurt
You will burn your wings
When you reach for
Yeah
This beat remind me of back in the day
Sunshine chillin'
Man, tell em about your perfect Saturday
Woke up at ten, no worries at all
Another
everything I was feeling go
And forget about time
Little butterfly
Flutter by, little butterfly
Fly away home
There's a dream upon your wing
As beautiful
keep it strong but this feeling kills
tryna get this money long pay my mommas bills
My mother always made sure we was getting by
So now I'm tryna make
Chicken wing
Chicken wing
Hotdog and bologna
Chicken and macaroni
Chilling with my homies
Chicken wing yeah and maybe a little macaroni
You want that
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