Aye yo, dead ass My moms pretty sure I'm going to be a somewhat successful rapper I do too, ahhhhhh!
I'm not a nice guy (He's not a nice guy) I go to jail sometimes (He goes to jail sometimes) But I'm slowly getting better Ever since a lil lady wrote me such a lovely letter I love breathing, pizza, Santa Claus and Jesus and other things that feel real nice to believe in I love drinking ye, but not enough to ever have to go to all those stupid meetings And I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley I love you, you, you, you
I love you like the stars love lonely eyes On seven consecutive Friday nights I- I love you like the dog hates the leash And the leash loves the dog, like I love nothing else at all I love you like the Kings love to lose And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do Love you like my dad loved my mom Before they realized they don't love each other at all I love you like the stars love lonely eyes On seven consecutive Friday nights I love you like the Kings love to lose And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do
I love you like Kenny loves to dance And Kenny only loves to wear pants I love you like bosses love to talk a lot of shit And like getting really mad when I quit, what? I love you like the bird hates November Or just really really rainy windy weather I love you like America loves to fuck things up And cops love to do things, that is super unnecessary Really look into the real history America has fucking caused a lot of problems for the general world
I love you like the stars love lonely eyes On seven consecutive Friday nights I love you like the Kings love to lose And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do
Ashley, I miss you, so much So much dude Fuck I don't even know what to say Umm, yep I miss your faceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
