hiding the truth inside you and all of your wretched ways Now will pay the ultimate price Scum of the earth You will suffer eternal demise Feel these words burn
about that change Catch me in that candy blue thang, and I'm in the turning lane I don't fuck with Reggie Miller with designer doeja burning, man I'm '
and the wood expand, front to back Plus and that flat flask black max, in the trunk you pump Never take what I earn Jus made a million plus, we got money to burn
with my green thumb anything'd grow my part was to laugh show and ornery jig had cut it at the knuckle bone see that ox trade mark burned into
[Allure] All alone on a Sunday morning Outside I see the rain is falling Inside I'm slowly dying But the rain will hide my crying, crying, crying And
involves me comin up with just to see another day Might be me who bites the bullet In these streets where a man journey With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn
all night and go eat at the Waffle House You and me bring your friend that make three I bet I can make you feel so sexy Let the drank flow and burn the
last time By morning his blood turned bold Runnin from the law since Monday 'Cause Suzy went down on time Got enough to last till Sunday So I'm burning
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someone?s hard earned pay, You and me Sunday driving, Not arriving on our way back home. We?re on our way home,
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someone's Hard earned pay Two of us Sunday driving Not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home We're on
Sunday smile you wore it for a while. A Sunday mile we paused and sang. A Sunday smile you wore it for a while. A Sunday mile we paused and sang. A Sunday
chee] [last beep] Fill up my cup... Mozoltov Look at her dancing, just take it... off [appeal] Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down Let's burn the
spaced out And loosing all control Fill up my cup Mozoltov Look at her dancing Just take it off Let's paint the town We'll shut it down Let's burn the
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someones Hard earned pay You and me Sunday driving Not arriving on our way back home we're on our way home we're on
a love man for nike An ah love man for fila Dat's not the ways of Anciento war gorilla Me rather den to save all my sasaparilla On a lonesome breezy Sunday
, standing through the night When you?ll walk through your door I?ll wave my flag and shout Oh, beautiful baby My burning desire started on Sunday Give
out spaced out and loosing all control Fill up my cup Mozoltov Look at her dancing just take it off Lets paint the town We?ll shut it down Let?s burn
