Lyrics:
right here in my bedroom, yeah! Say yeah!"
Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get one of those tracheotomies
So I can smoke two cigarettes at the same
Dancin' to the music
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Spotlight on Lou Rawls, y'all
Ah don't he look tall, y'all
Singin' loves a hurtin' thing, y'all
Oh yeah, oh yeah
better to be with you starin into your eyes
Sittin right by my side doin somethin we both wanna do more like go on hikes
With you I can always keep it real
'm still at my post
For the painkillers, paint thinner
Dinner, on my, suede, slippers
Sinners, come in spades, but I came by the digger
Hated in the woods
every piece of rice that falls
another one falls in your shorts
eliminate the stasis burden
eliminate the stasis burden
if everyone was like lou rawls
and pour my heart out
(Heart out, heart out)
But really what'll that do
My daddy said I'll do great things
(Great things, great things)
Now I don't think
W nocnym klubie Ty i ja
Ja to men świnka Ty
Jutro rano otrzesz łzy
U łou łoł
Świnko nie płacz wiesz jak jest uuu łou łoł
Men z wąsami taki już jest
(Shun on the beat)
(Shun, sauce it up)
When I pull a you on you
Hey
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (two)
They watch tryna do what I do (do
cut out
And have we decided or not on the restaurant sketch?
I need two or three days at the least to replace it
And what'll we do about getting
Lets Rawl! (roll)
Chorus
(David Banner)
Gon' gangsta walk gon' do it motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk gon' do it motherfucker
Buck jump
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
at the movies
If I'm heated I'm off to get Caribou Lou to cool me
Created by Tech Nizzle and T. Wizzle one high day
We mixed it up and then I say we treat
a waterfall
Well don't you know that something's
Is bound to kill us all
What'll I do if with my last day on earth
Think I'll sing a song of love
My last day
and
I'm not very stable
Rewire my brain
Fucked up all my cables
Do it on my own ion got a fucking label
I got the sauce, got a fat ladle
I put it on a plate
this trend
See life slips by
Like a cliff covered in grease
And if all the handles rot
How will I ever find peace
A million thoughts swirling round my
give
Can we love for real so we can heal
Where do we go
(Where)
Go
When we're torn apart
(When we're torn apart)
What'll we do
(What)
What to do
When
I was 12 years old
Just 12 years old
12 years old, on my way to Little League practice
And every day a man stand by the road with a brown bag wavin'
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
that would've kept me away
So what'll it take for me?
Wish I could handle it patiently
But something's different this time around
I'm pulled by
instead of here.
Except late at night when I turn down by bed and I finally face how I feel.
That's when I miss those Mary Lou Nights.
That's when I
call me?
I saw him at the MTV show
and he was one row away and he didn't even say hello
I don't get it
You know I hate Lou
I really do
He won't
call me?
I saw him at the MTV show
and he was one row away and he didn't even say hello
I don't get it
You know I hate Lou
I really do
He won't
Seasons with you
Seasons with you
Question
What do you get when you multiple
You and I
It's not really complicated
Allow me to simplify
Ride or die side by
like a vet but shit I just begun
I’m not inspired by niggas that should retire and shit
That time is over I ain’t lying and shit
I been thru living hell
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