Paroles:
Pretty Things Atlanta

the trees. But you know I'll return For atlanta I burn Atlanta you're my home All my life, all my days. I like atlanta, stayed there awhile Kind of

't pretty, If a girl isn't pretty, If a girl isn't pretty, If a girl isn't pretty, If a girl isn't pretty, She should get a job, Go get a job-- Get any

I've done is divine Ask God, he'll tell ya, yeah, he mine So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me That is the last thing I plan to be on this

Gucci:Bitch i might be(repeat 3 times) Mac Bre-Z:Girl he geeked up(repeat 3 times) Gucci:Bitch I might be (repeat 3 times) Yeeaaaaahhh! [Verse 1:] East Atlanta

pretty girl rock rock rock Do the pretty girl rock rock rock Do the pretty girl rock rock All my ladies do the pretty girl rock rock rock Do the pretty

see my woman twice a year And one day I'll bring her and my kid up here You see that picture there That's our wedding she was 21 Ain't she pretty and

and all good things now take place inside my many layered silence my eyes my lips are sealed where did you go when things went bad, anyway? i sat beside

preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being, breathin' You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box And now pastor is only talking 'bout the pretty

that I've done is divine, ask God, he'll tell ya, yeah, he mine So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me That is the last thing I plan to be