Lyrics

Have a look at trip down to see my baby He'd been locked in a cell Singing songs to my sweetheart though the bars You don't look well Shouts keep ringing, still no presence to accommodate our equivalence This my love I can't get in line Before they comes home with thug Get some stars, don't go far Get some shot left behind bars Don't you worry keeps your wary Get some girls that you don't deserve My blood is in it, I never try to reason My cousin done it, but the court case is running My family's been known that's why I try to sing y'all Writing in zephyrs while my name plays the bingo My singing's just a habit, you're try to chase a rabbit Fly like where the wind goes, breaking in through windows I need some new clothes, shiny new wheel wells Kickers and teeth now, we had a big sack I really love my family They probably never planned me My family's gringo So I try to sing yo Get some stars, don't go far Get some shot left behind bars Does it matter? Keeps your wary Get some girls that you don't deserve Have a look trip down to see my baby He'd been locked in cell Singing songs to my sweetheart though the bars He don't look well Shouts keep ringing, still no presence To accommodate our hardcore loves This my love come get in line Before they comes home with thugs Get some stars, don't go far Get some shot left behind bars Don't you worry keeps your wary Get someone else you don't deserve Get some stars, don't go far Get some shot left behind bars Don't you worry keeps your wary Get someone else you don't deserve Get some stars, don't go far
Writer(s): Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws, Francesca Cherry Belmont Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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