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s nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there
Well I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well, it goes like this
I heard there was a secret chord David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do ya? Well, it goes like this The fourth,
side Night time Light time Light time Right time for me Night time (night time) is delight time (light time) It's starlight time (light time) And it
of a big old band Many people comin' from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying
Louise holds a handful of rain Tempting you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there
dead end There under a small blue light She enters an unmarked doorway (A low heartbeat, a low pounding escapes into the night) This is a place she goes
, "Yeah, well, I mean, most of it But hey, ya know, don't sweat it" Then she said, "How about now?" I said, "Yeah, almost There's still a little bit there
get whatever you want (all the lights) all the lights (the love, dreams you blew away, for your baby boy hold on, Im on my way whatever you want) [repeated] [Big Sean] This goes
name of the performer that I play in my dream is 'Vicki Eydie', Vickie Eydie is definitely a lounge act, Vickie Eydie is not the kind performer who goes
I heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord You don't really care for music, do ya? Well, it goes like this The fourth
Now I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this The
thru the back Where ever i go, the shotgun still rolls Cops come to the shows and yall know how it goes Verse 4: J-SPLIF Its a jungle in this building from the window to the wall (wall) Turn the music
a friend of me The one that say, "Brothers and sisters?" Yeah, but he?s no kin to me I'm strictly Negro, I freak the style and there it goes, boom! If
