anyone want to Fam trade? or want in? SB me

There's a difference between "miss ya" and "I miss your face" And there's a difference in "what's going on?" and "baby, how was your day?" Yeah, there's a hell of a difference in saying three words or kinda just meaning two And there's a difference in "love ya" and "I love you" And I wanna be the difference, yeah I do

come lay next to me, pour yourself some tea.

Number one on my speed dial I changed your name so my friends won't find out But they're all heading home now And I got word that she's hanging downtown I know I shouldn't do it Oh, but these shots I'm shooting Make me not give a damn And now it's one more last time We swore we wouldn't But it's one more sunrise breaking through these curtains And I know when we're sober we'll both say, "it's over" But it ain't really over 'Cause alcohol, alcohol, alcohol you later Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol you later Two for one's on a Tuesday Bartender poured 'em too strong 'cause he knows me Then I take out my phone, find out if she's at home 'Cause I need someone to drink with And now it's one more last time We swore we wouldn't But it's one more sunrise breaking through these curtains And I know when we're sober we'll both say, "it's over" But it ain't really over 'Cause alcohol, alcohol, alcohol you later Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol you later I know I shouldn't do it Oh, but these shots I'm shooti

are you ready children? I can't hear you.

nyone wanna fam trade??? Or want in??? SB me

anyone wants a fam trade or buy in.

come flick my buttons so I can punch yours

I don’t know about you But I never could make it this far On a Thursday before 10 o’clock But I thought what the hell why not? I don’t know about you But I never walk up and talk to A stranger but when I saw you I had to, I just had to Girl I know your favorite beer 'Cause you told me And I bought it You can leave me sitting right here But if you feel like talking What’s your name, what’s your sign, what’s your birthday? What’s your wrist tattoo bible verse say? Tell me this do you kiss on the first date? Don’t hold anything back What’s your dream job? Girl where’s your hometown yeah? What makes your world spin round and around Are you down to get out of here too? Tell me everything till there’s nothing I don’t know about you I don’t know about you We can dip, we can slip out of the back Leave the scene put your feet on my dash Find a spot past the railroad tracks and never look back But before that What’s your name, what’s your sign, what’s your birt

how wants in on the fun?

come rate and play

There must be some kind of way outta here Said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Business men, they drink my wine Plowman dig my earth None were level on the mind Nobody up at his word Hey, hey No reason to get excited The thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But, uh, but you and I, we've been through that And this is not our fate So let us stop talkin' falsely now The hour's getting late, hey All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl

Mmm num ba de Dum bum ba be Doo buh dum ba beh beh Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets

The joke's on me and it ain't funny Everybody but me could see the punch line coming a mile away I've heard it so many times I can tell it to the T Believe me I could sell it all day It goes A guy walks into a bar, orders a drink Sees a girl that catches his eye Asks her if she wants another They fall for each other and end up lovers They laugh, cry, hold on tight, make it work for a little while Then one night her taillights fade out into the dark And a guy walks into a bar

I'm head of the class I'm popular I'm a quarterback I'm popular My mom says I'm a catch I'm popular I'm never last picked I got a cheerleading chick

Snap ya fingers, do the step, you can do it all by yourself Woo, baby girl, what's your name? Let me talk to you, let me buy you a drink I'm T-pain, you know me Konvict music nappy boy ooh I know the club close at three What's the chances that you are rollin' wit' me? Back to the crib, show you how I live Let's get drunk, forget what we did

It's been a wreck me week Sixty plus from dawn to dusk In the red dirt heat Busting it up for a couple of bucks But it ain't no thing Just another day till I'm on my way To them cool, cool sheets and you and me

Some people call me the space cowboy yeah Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice 'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love

The key to life is a penis in your asshole. Name the movie

if at first you don't succeed fuck it it wasn't meant to be