Lyrics:
go taggin along
Naggin if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hoodrat
Why'all remember way back then, when it was 1985
All the way live, I think I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
baby won't get to creep
Bebe and her kids can invest in leavin
[Kids] You ain't my daddy!
[HMSS] Shut Up!
[Kids] You ain't my daddy!
[HMSS] Shut Up!
don't play me just pay me you babies
I break teeth on fake freaks(?) and maybe, just maybe you might live
That's solely dependent upon your mic skills
You
face
Blinded by the sorrow
How can i be smiling like before?
When baby you don't love me anymore
Say it isn't so
Tell me your not leaving
Say
and sing too
Feel how the harmonies link you
while the struggle continues
We got so many things to
say and do now...
I know that life hurts. We all need
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Away to the east of the isle
Where the median swells and they gut the fish
The wharf-men sing, and beat the water beat the water so
We watch
Away to the east of the isle
Where the median swells and they gut the fish
The wharf-men sing, and beat the water beat the water so
We watch
with a king
Roll with a brother that can give you everything o thing
My girl, roll with a king
Roll with a brother that make notes like a singer sing
My
her jacked up on some cheap champagne
We'll let the good times all roll out
And if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
We're gonna sing
Oi, oi, oi hey baby
Why don't you bend over and let me
Stick a Christmas tree up your arse
And let me call you angel
Dashing through the snow
In
by ourselves
Brush our own teeth, raise our own hell
Would you believe that I write my own rhymes
Tie my own shoes, fight my own fights?
Call me crazy
him by surprise
Girl can't sing but I'ma make her harmonize
Stuffed BINs in my shit
Take away the butterflies
ShittyBoyz unanimous
Ain't no split
From unspeakable acts of evil
Beauty and good, they can spring
While the tyrant sinks into personal hell
The hurt ones hearts can fly glide and sing
chime in, Panic at the Disco
762 out the Drac', I'ma hit those
Truth hurts
Let the bitch sing like I'm Lizzo
Who worse? Nobody
We rob a nigga to see how
It's late but I don't wanna take you home
You say, "I don't care where we go"
'Cause Amarillo by Morning's on the radio
You smile, tell me baby
If this was a love song
I'd start by reminiscing bout what my life was like
And how it was all wrong
Til you came along and made it right
If
haunted by your memory and echo of your laugh
You took my hand and showed me how to see
Ashes, ashes all fall down
I was lost but now I'm found
Merry,
And despite the friendly banter, we're annoyed
By a topic we should learn to avoid
We never do
Instead we take the turn (we take)
Of course we take
shorts (Yes)
She just wanna take D up in her belly (All up in her—, all up in her)
We up on the board by many (Too much points)
Opp blocks, it was mask
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