Lyrics:
Time passing by
But we remain
Oblivious to the naked truth
Sands running out
Guess we are sinking deep, but I
Choose to turn a blind eye
Breathing
But you hard, when you go in the floor, pop dance?
What you offering, put it, write an offer in
They take it all, cash, credit, silver, down
games, I crave a real wild man
I’m st out on JOHN WAYNE!
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Does chorexo
Bcby let's get high, John Wayne!
Blue collar
a sweatshirt and some panties on
Bitch, tonight you're mine, may them kids free up
6 months have gone by and I swear to God
Not a single tear out my eye, she
By: jimmy buffett
Spoken intro with music playing:
This is a song that started a long time ago. back when there
Was just the water world. there
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
boy stop lying
Show up when I want
And I call that Hawaiian timing
All of my soldiers be coming out here from Zion
Brought out from the rough
So you
boy stop lying
Show up when I want
And I call that Hawaiian timing
All of my soldiers be coming out here from Zion
Brought out from the rough
So you
boy stop lying
Show up when I want
And I call that Hawaiian timing
All of my soldiers be coming out here from Zion
Brought out from the rough
So you
Its something about your touch
You're the first person that I know doesn't just feel me
When the space between us gets smaller and smaller
You see me
chase
Make 'em, taste my wrath when I'm all up in they interface
Dillinger drrrr
Boy did I st-duh-da
Get out my face
Bulls on parade, ay
Toothless
my eyes bug out
Smoked a joint I found this place must be a drug house
Called my homie for a ride but I'm so high that i cant get my words right
like a poet and hair like a rainbow
Reflecting the lights that did glow
And the sadness she kept in her eyes
Struck my senses a blow
And so as by
Know we the s**t when we stepping in
Post in your s**t and we stomping down
I know you hear dolla signs
Big money in when we come around It’s plenty
failed them for generations letting the streets co-author they life stories when life faltered, my father raised me though my siblings hate me for it, they
and out of town
I got a shrinking house
When I laid my eyes on the first mansion
It felt like I was going camping
cnd now I think I'm moving out
fear
Out here it's fresh water fuck your wifi
Letting that Golden Teacher reach my minds Eye
Down that Paradise Drive sideways in a Side-By
With my
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
Too many no's gotta wait in line,
Pop my s**t and get behind
Too many hoes go and hit my line,
Break the ends 'cause I can't comply
Who are you
still sippin' Mai Tai's
Sittin' courtside, Knicks and Nets give me high five
Nigga I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I'm
a bad bitch on Me know
I know she want Me to fuck
I wanna Beat it out the frame but
Today is The 1st
I'm on the Go, I'm on the Grind
I gotta get It, I
baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh, uh)
Mmm, you can find
the kinks out
When you go to sleep, what do you think 'bout?
If y'all get a divorce she gon' take everything except the kitchen sink out
Make it so cold
Out to one another and I love you
Thank you for being there
Thanks for being here
Before
I go relax
Let me give you a kind vision
So like eyes open
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