Lyrics:
I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned
We wore gold chains and Lee suit's
Adidas and Pumas with no strings
And boppin' to The Rap Attack
Run-DMC was hittin' everywhere with Rock Box
think I'm crazy (I'm crazy?)
Fi-fi-fifteen hundred on some shoes I wore for one occasion (Once)
Racin' to the money, could have drove a Talladega (zoom)
pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping in my Air Force Ones (big boy)
I wore spurs
on the bed, I'll do all the things you like
Everything that I wanna do to you
Girl, your wardrobe is the same suit that you wore on your birthday
Baby girl,
you, but you never noticed me
My cherie amour, won't you tell me how could you ignore
That behind that little smile I wore
How I wish that you were
Hello, Baby, I'll be by
to pick you up at eight
Wear that red dress
You know the one you wore
on our first date
Ease into my Chevrolet
The head that once was crowned with thorns
Is crowned with glory now
The Savior knelt to wash our feet
Now at His feet we bow
The One who wore
the love that comes with light
I wore envy and I hated that
But I survived
I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go
Where the wind
You got your Chardonnay and a tea light glow
Spaghetti strap fallin' off your shoulder
You're slidin' on over, a little bit closer
You wore your
a land of milk and honey
And it's not that far away
But the finish line kept moving
And the promises wore thin
And the smoke on the horizon
Was
(squirt)
Hop in that brand new Pagani and make that bitch swerve
With my cup on the side of me (swerve)
And before I wore that Prada
My mama, she always
only like half (uh)
And back when I was younger (yeah), he thought I was a (what?)
'Cause I wore skinny jeans (jeans), and my shirts, they was plaid
to stay behind me, I'm in my zone
She like, "How the fuck you ain't never wrote a song?"
Same reason your fine ass ain't never wore a thong
You ain't
up and wore them sideburns down
My world was only big as that little blink-and-you-miss-it town
But we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride that river
from my mom
She wore it so well
She'd rest it on my shoulders
Say it's colder out there than you think
Would I recognize myself
Would anybody else
pairs
('Cause) I need two pairs
So I can get to stomping in my Air Force Ones
(Big boy) stomping in my Air Force Ones (big boy)
I wore spurs
it
Yeah, I wore it, left the tag on my expensive drip
She not talkin' bad, I go pimp and pop them lips
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh
when I wore the high top fade and curly frees with bravery
'Cause the gangstas say it ain't the way to be
But all of the women hella thought it was
the way they were supposed to play
Well they wore their green and purple uniforms and they looked real sharp when they marched down the field
with such disdain
I wore the shades for so long
That I've forgotten how to see
The curtain rises but who dares to pull the strings
I know this may
by the parkway
And I'll free your soul from every apron string
In the execution hood you wore on Saint's Day
We'll join the land of the blind where
down
With a shot of truth
Dancing through our house
With the ghost of you
Cleaning up today
Found that old Zeppelin shirt
You wore when you ran
Well, I got caught in Panama City
Trying to buy some beer for some Georgia girls
And I got wore out by my daddy
For stealing cigarettes from
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