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On the weekend and get a little loud?
Do you wanna say I'm sorry or I love you
But you don't know how?
Do you wish somebody had the nerve
With some sexies on the tour bus
Yea We In Here
Flashback to a dirt track cadillac car jack
Get the wolf pack time to smack pre attack
Ransack
Peace of mind, I got the night ahead
Don't even gotta worry 'bout a bed
Sunset's on the water, as the night gets closer, closer
Out the blue see this
on niggas
Without a back board
Feeling like I did it all
Im getting bored
Put myself together
After I was torn
Dropped a project
Now its time to tour
I smoke
kill your nerve with a single glance
Her short blonde hair and baby blues
Make her look invitin' but it's just a ruse
Everybody in town knows her
also looking for someone who could "rescue" you
Then we should be apart
The blue; built on my nerves
Across
Like the bridge along my lungs
Shivering;
be right and still be mean
You can change the whole wide world and not mean a damn thing
It's a little blue world
With a big blue sky
And a ton
capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get you scary
Wearing a suit faces are blue vacant gash across
The face no escape from all the living
Space coupe in a lane when I swerve
Baby you whallin you get on my nerves
I just want pussy and money
I want some big blue face hunnids yeah yeah
I
N****s two face, do 'em Bruce Wayne
Should've thought about switching teams
Count up blue face, cool mint toothpaste, A.M. cooking I need green
Do ya
dynamite
Since you eating on mike n ikes
Dog catcher everything in sight
She just gave an eye
I was rollin' by
You was by her side though
Buddy Hield dawg
now you getting on my fucking nerves
Tell me why I love her but she can't keep me from feeling hurt
Yeah this Trackhawk not a rental uh I could pay your
razor tag slice ya face you're it
It's I who come by drive through
Gator told Maury three quarters sky blue
Look at Miami eyes blue five two
I
the hardest
And a hand full of CD's ready to burn
Some real hip hop for your listening nerves
A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
Now everybody
with the fulcrum, but (what)
Not quite enough
Cause if the non-factor met bad
Posture my little zone combust
The driver hates his job
I can tell by
baby
Under your skin is what you wanted
But a nigga caught ghost and now ya bodys feeling haunted by me
Dressed in blue just like a bonnet
But I couldn't
on tour right now but
That's not the reason I
Tour, I like to play music
And I like to hear music come
Out as good as possible for
The largest number
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
Before I let these crackers throw me and shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
the nigga in the suit in the box under the ground
Fox chased by the hound locked permanent frown xzibit get down
By liftin' iron by the pound for the tough
By Jimmy Driftwood
Along about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't
(Na na na
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm
By my side
Yea we both in it
Aye)
If I ride
You'll ride with that nine
If I did you'll die by my side
If im broke your
there's no time
What you doing is a crime
Watch me get blown by turbine
Believe me girl I ain't lying
Imma always keep on trying
Seems like you you always
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