around. monuments are thinking. beltway burns down. monuments are sinking. and it's on. everything's fine. we'll sleep on ice when this bed is on fire
it's time to start burning some fields. if this is the cream of the crop, it's time to start burning some fields. if this is the cream of the crop,
we reside. This is the kingdom of crashing cymbals, oh. This is the nation where this song was born, oh. This is the house that burned our rhythms, oh. This
that skirt down. Come to my bed time to put it down. [Chorus: x2] I'm not down for the mind sex, I'm tryin' to get some pussy and jet, you can burn
in the background burnin that backwood Stylin and stuntin doin my two step frontin Now I'm a tell you What Em told me homey Just lose the parental discretion's advised this
rich Ride with a couple hundred G's in a biscuit Stay down for whatever forever hustle with my misfit homes And soon you gonna see just how crunk this
think of all the shit I put you through This a lonely game and, sometimes I be missin you [MJG] I got a tank of gas to burn up, turn up the radio Baby
there's a hole in my soul But one thing I've learned For every love letter written There's another one burned (So you tell me how it's gonna be this
me someday, Someday So burn it down Discover the dusk of your day Has reached its dawn So burn it down Remember to find a new to carry on So burn
gonna burn in hell no more You're gonna burn in hell no more... Are you sure what to think of me? Do you know how I should be? Is there any damn explanation for this
I'm no good, Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy, He's in a place, but I can't get joy, Thinking on you in the final throes, This is when my buzzer goes
fifty fucking times, I can't believe it, Ripped her heart out right before her eyes, Eyes over easy, eat it eat it eat it She was never this good in bed
chains While slippin bullets at point blank range like they was punches Piss on a flag and burn it, murder you then come to your funeral Serve this lobbyist
I think I think I think I'm the badest we got all the bottles they got all the glasses, I'm proly with yo girlfriends cause they got all the asses, burning all this