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If you ask me bout my bad days Reminise we was just talking If you ask me bout my bad days When we put sweet ella mae down in that coffin If you ask me bout my bad days I got bruises from going through it but i would start over and do it for my last name I got bruises from some true events On the computer you a hooligan Dk what's stuck in your abdulaonblongata by that foolishness Like nelly I need a bandaid under my eye been dealing with lunatics How you let that jealousy just take over your pride? It's up on the crucifix But for Christ sake but it in the hands of GOD don't know what to do with it It feels like blind date, I really don't know who beside me, But if I walk you through my mind frame Rewind the tape, what a fine time you kinda late But i would start over and do it for my last name If you ask me bout my bad days Reminise we was just talking If you ask me bout my bad days When we put sweet ella mae down in that coffin If you ask me bout my bad days I got bruises from going through it but i would start over and do it for my last name Pay attention its a whole lotta Accept the envy from my rolemodels Request they sent that all for show Didn't have to mention it was no problem Get dat off yo chest its all exposed Pour your confessions out the whole bottle When i had a question you went ghost i learned my lesson now I'm a globetrotter I get the message from the coach, the local resident I'm home Feel like I'm the president and the pope I'm at your throat so watch your tone You must be off your medicine or on some coke Got me out my element but its gold But why you stressing I'm the goat If you ask me bout my bad days Reminise we was just talking If you ask me bout my bad days When we put sweet ella mae down in that coffin If you ask me bout my bad days Igot bruises from going through it but i would start over and do it for my last name
Writer(s): Cayland Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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