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The Kings Dead - Hennessy At Cookouts
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White girls and Kool Aid Hennessy at cookouts Old gangsta movies New neighbors move out Shawshank Redemption A freeman with no direction Tim Robbins with no conviction Just try it, light it, and smoke it The devil in open focus The city is fucking hopeless We're drunk and hope they notice We're driving around to "Otis" With bitches in penny loafers These bitches who barley know us Just know it's apart of growing The rollin with other niggas Who made it up out the city The city that made a legend A legend who made a city A pretty witty committee Of kids who looking for real The devils looking for chills I told you fucking wit pills Was only part of your thrill My religion was never part of the deal Pray I don't believe in the feeling to fucking kill And jesus coming back with a gat and a fucking temper The heavens are over summer they just believe in December White girls and Kool Aid Hennessy at cookouts Old gangsta movies New neighbors move out; And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences Up and going crazy Were young enough to be stupid; don't mean dumb enough to Be lazy So keep it coming, man pass the Henney I'll be around you, until it's empty And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences Up and going crazy Were young enough to be stupid; don't mean dumb enough to Be lazy HHannah & Shelly & Lauren & Abby & Photos of photos with girls who jus party Showed up for daddy, with logos so trashy But you're rich girl, you poor kid jus looking for... Happy ever after its a new moon Posted up like two goons If you like this shit well its to soon I just got here man we need more room A temple in my cardio How do u get to meet him A God of all of our doings In charge of what were persuing The bottle got me to question Its often awfully depressing We fuck and fuck for affection And always count on erections Got girls in every direction The traffic has got you stressing You guessing it's cuz she's flexing But never make a suggestion If heaven is in a bottle I'm drinking it all tomorrow Tonight I'm getting to live So pour a little for this And pop a bottle for kids Who just believe in a wish I hope you're ready to give No fucks or a shit White girls and Kool Aid Hennessy at cookouts Old gangsta movies New neighbors move out; And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences Up and going crazy Were young enough to be stupid; don't mean dumb enough to Be lazy So keep it coming, man pass the Henney I'll be around you, until its empty And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences Up and going crazy Were young enough to be stupid; don't mean dumb enough to Be lazy
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