the bomb, intelligent mind Sky blue Louis Vuitton, leg muscles, deep dimples Body is soft, she smell fresh like a new born Pretty feet, peitete ass, nice shoes
It?s tired bus station and an old pair of shoes Ain?t nothing but an invitation to the blues But you can?t take your eyes off her Get another cup of
to have bad luck, now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R T with the matchin' bandanna 38-snub blue
and hell Don't even bother me ever since eleven and twelve I've been that prodigy though life has never been swell Somewhere there's gotta be where a good
cuts hurt ya eyes Got tha chicks that work them thighs Pull the top back on the prowler like tha car ain't circumcised Burglarize hoes, leave ya eyes
can do it big up in this motherfucker Sit you in a crib where you can chill Don't have to move a muscle Give you some be good now you be good Daddy
in this motherfucker Sit you in the crib where you can chill Dont have to move a muscle Give you somethin good Now you be good daddy gon hustle Come
here for awhile When I was young I took the soul up out of rhythm and blues When hip hop originated slowly paid my dues And take my shoes, and try to
myself a sweater [Incomprehensible] match her eyes Dirty fingernails Oh boy, what a prize! Dirty old hot pants A worn high button shoes She's always lookin' Like she's gonna blues
I've seen you dancing With your high heel shoes They way you talk giving me the blues After hour sister, yeah, you looking for a fool I've got something
those stairs She smiles back at him Draggin' that teddy bear, sleep tight Blue eyes and bouncin' curls He smiles "There goes my life There goes my future, my everything I love you Daddy, good
will cease You know, sometimes Satan come as a man of peace Somewhere mama's weepin' for her blue-eyed boy She's holdin' them a little white shoes and
the one, oi How did he not find the baggy with his hand in my shoe? Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through Should be a good night
on a tie, I'm gonna shine up my shoes I'm gonna slick back my hair, I've got nothin' to lose Oh, oh, I'll be stinkin' so good like I'm drowning in
unemployment blues Are wearing out your house shoes Baby, left when your boots came untied Jimmy said, "Baby, ain't you seen the news It's as far as the eyes
good at all So I walk on And I wound up on the capital steps Watching the lobbyists smoking cigarettes And bury their shoes in the country club blues
around the block, and it stretches a mile They're gonna pay good money to see your dazzlin' smile You got a come-hither look in your babydoll eyes
blue. All the dumb and uglies in your wrecking crue. They make me bleed nothin I can do. Wouldn't be so sure if I were you. Weren't you the guys with get-lost eyes