Some time, get up off my ass and mash for cash No time to becrasting me Yeah, I'd rather drink a but they have to wait I write a book it's kinda of rusty but I blast the base On the road again for the prods we in The block used to be sunny but they snowed it in Now the junk is great taste for the dollar menu That's what he said, but the rock is what he really into Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new clothes Could we all go and through it, no matter how you view it Slice it, cut it, bring it back or screw it Hot as ever been but I'm cooling it ah They see never works on my window, dime Not worry, kids will reset the days, reminiscence good It's living outside in the garden, in the garden My brother you shouldn't pay his daughter,.. Auto rolagem Texto Restaurar Corrigir letra Imprimir. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, When I wore my friends and nails, up and down the street Waiting on the ring, riding on the school bus, trying on the seats And the phone I like with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see. 
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Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. Neva go back, neva go back, yeah, yeah Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, When I wore my friends and nails, up and down the street Waiting on the ring, riding on the school bus, trying on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see. Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, When I wore bug friends and nails, up and down the street Waiting on the ring, riding on the school bus, trying on the seats And the phone I like with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could bcak go back, but it would be cool to see.
Grab my on the go, cooking in the kitchen something good for my soul G.
While I used to run in places sometimes Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, When I wore my friends and nails, up and down the street Waiting on the ring, riding on the school bus, trying on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see Grab my on the go, cooking in the kitchen something good for my soul G.
While I used to run in places sometimes. Some time, get up off my ass and mash for cash No time to becrasting me Yeah, I'd rather drink a but they have to wait I write a book it's kinda of rusty but I blast the base On the road again for the prods we in The block used to be sunny but they snowed it in Now the junk is great taste for the dollar menu That's what he said, but the rock is what he really into Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new clothes Could we all go and through it, no matter how you view it Slice it, cut it, bring it back or screw it Hot as ever been but I'm cooling it ah They see never works on my window, dime Not worry, kids will reset the days, reminiscence good Auto rolagem Texto Restaurar Corrigir letra Imprimir.
It's living outside in the garden, in the garden My brother you shouldn't pay his daughter. Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, When I wore my friends and nails, up and down the street Waiting on the ring, riding on the school bus, trying on the seats On the phone all night with nega girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see.
Joes on a hundred room flow It seems like yesterday, but she passed so long a go, good heavens I wanna go to church but ain't no good She probably no menage cause I know better But I push on, searching for some cush on To pay the busing responsibilities that I diss on Now the part the pissing ain't the tree to piss on, the devil come around too much I'm hardly get going But it's hard to get off when you can't get on I brought my life on this nobody listens songs So I cruise, me and just my blues Looking at the world through my broken rear view Not worry, cause I pray for better days, reminiscence good
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