Lyrics:
me, know that I'll never let her
Do-re-mi, that money come in purple and blue
Hold on, I had to tell 'em
Don't rate me
It ain't no limit
swept over me
By day the LORD commands his steadfast love
And at night his song is with me
A prayer to the God of my life
I say to God my Rock
Why have
I won't forget all the times that we spent by the ocean tide
Your eyes were light blue
Like ocean sky
Light blue
Like ocean sky
Like hey oh summer
lives in me, I live in Him,
Halleluiah! Hallelu……iah! X 3
The God of Jacob lives in me, I live in Him,
Solo: That’s why I’m singing
and I live by the Fifth Amendment
Every sentence that I'm representin'
Don't get intentions that I was intendin'
No point is intended
But
You can brush your hand on my face and say I'm kinda cute, yeah
Spending summers with you
Is all I wanna do-do-do-do
Deep sky ocean blue
Birds singing
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
think it's odd
We them blues brothers 116 on a mission from God
I don't think they get it I really think what they gotta do is see it to believe it I
Rhonda: (broadway-style fake singing)
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh, what fun it is to ride
To chicago every day, oh...
Thing-fish:
going to arrest me
Your parents on the next floor
This is old fashion like a porno
Got you singing lovely tunes
Melodies change your moods
Like edibles
that muthafucka hanging
And she forever be singing
With that thing in the back
Make it backtrack, look up
It’s somewhat banging
When I pull up and bang
Yo sick soul patch bro
By the way you look like Vanilla Ice
Dude thank you
That's exactly what I was going for
Dude for a second I was like am
I
v.i.p with me boo, while we post up
We blowin' purple stuff we pourin' purple stuff
We blowin' rolled up stuff, ya can tell that we rich
It Slim
v.i.p with me boo, while we post up
We blowin' purple stuff we pourin' purple stuff
We blowin' rolled up stuff, ya can tell that we rich
It Slim
I'm known to speak truth (truth)
That's why I'm at the bar buyin' all this Grey Goose (ay ay ay)
Passin' it to the wall but mayne is they loose
That ma
that's all me
Black like love too deep
Dance to the soles of my feet
Green eyes envy me
Paint the world pussy pink
Blue like the soul I crowned
right ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my nigga Masta P
But ain't no more God for us nigga
But we can live for that green
too much, too late if I'm honest
All this time God knows I'm singing
Ah lahmlahlah
Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my home
I
But y'all know that rapping and singing shit make hits (it do)
That's why y'all on that yeah!
Niggas is talking that bittersweet aggression
While
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
noticed that betrayal always starts from the inside
I've seen some things I'm traumatized
Keeping my feelings deep inside
I swear to God that I'm blind
terrified
That's why I always keep my hands lifted high
Thanking God, cause he moved me up when I was paralyzed
I was blind, could not see, he got a brand
swimming
The shark tank too small for all this damn killing
Blinded by the bloodshed, living color of red
Blue-tify your optimism, thinking that's enough
work right
These niggas say that we get it
Niggas say that we get it
Jonesboro is my city I swear
To God I'm committed
You pussy niggas talkin' I swear
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