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Well I had
20 bad bitches on a nigga drinking all my liquor rollin' all my swishers
Ebony bitches you know I’m rollin' with the sisters
Caucasian
the field you the mascot
She say I'm even prettier in person, got her back shot
Smoking op pack, light the shit up fuck a matchbox
Fuck a matchbox aye
They
After a whole day on the beach
Not minding a little sunburn
Wanted to have a fire
As the sun went under
And I had found some matches in the sand
By
coz I own it already
I’m the artist of the century, don’t ask me or correct me (no,no)
I wrote a song at the start of December so if you heart isn’t
pull around on this tree
I got news for you baby
I'll leave you here in misery
Yes I'm a-sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Ephesians 6:11
Yes sir!
Put the whole armor of God so That you will be able to stand Against the tricks of the enemy
So I'm
Two stepping on this beat
Drugs in my tube sock
Screaming like Chewbacca
Couple hits of this got you thinkin that you box
I keep a toolbox
Glock in a blue box
I Can’t do blue
the phone
When I saw you they all added to one
We were playing with fireballs
And a child still plays with matchbox cars
You and I made our name out
selling rerock
Make one call get ya ass shot
Young nigga used to have the block hot
Now my car look like a matchbox
Bitch I'm Feelin like old wop
Still
lame
Money the motive, buy gold by the weight
I've seen you venmo for change
Stick right by my hip just like a knight
All i think about is beats like
Twenty twenty twenty
Mi Enter twenty twenty
Mi call it twenty plenty
Twenty twenty mill in the pack thats facts
Twenty twenty bill in the when i sign
Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen 'em around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we
Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen 'em around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we
Roomsized monster, matchbox brain
In a sea tin-tacked out with rain
Getting the picture? I am the frame
Now you see yourself growing pale
Twenty seconds while
shoulder
Neck deep, red screams
Send me, black dreams
Light me up and watch me burn
I was yours to char and burst
Empty me the way you do
White Matchbox in
'm falling like I never had a choice
All I say and all I do
Won't ever change the fact
I don't know how to talk to you
My matchbox feelings are all used up
me (undefined)
Taking my time day by day I pray to God
On a daily (lord)
I found a way because I was lost now I lead the team
Like I'm Brady
You see
How far to the river, mama, walk down by the sea
How far to the river, walk down by the sea
I got those tadpoles and minnows all in over me
How far to the river, mama, walk down by the sea
How far to the river, walk down by the sea
I got those tadpoles and minnows all in over me
mind
If we used his name
I'd give up my Baseball cards
And you can have my set of Matchbox Cars
If I could only Call you Dad
From that day on I
doing all the snow
Cocaine residue on the top shelf
You gone follow me later I did this by myself
I don't care bout her
I don't care bout none these girls
the door open and hope we get caught
But these are just thoughts, little matchbox
Yeah, I know this may sound out of turn
But oh how the thought of you
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
I'm in my twenties with this flame that's a matchbox
And It's the same if you ask Rak
Cuz where I'm at I got the frame by a glass box
These doobies
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