Sheelob

Lyrics

[Intro] Fuck around fuck around Fuck around fuck around And catch a body at these shows, shows Shows, shows [Verse 1] Seeing how life flows Neighborhood filled with potholes Who can resist halos And all of my brown girls got those Back of the parking lot rose Flowers as big as our souls Blossomed, bloomed, sprouted Made their way Into your homes At night he roams Watching over his shoulder It's colder when you all alone But that don't matter, keep a tough face Youngin' boys can't cry Fuck around with this music He might just gon' have to do it They said little nigga prove it Your response if he ain't moving Go through table we do And what we say and what we be It gon' change our whole position Changes evеrything we [?] tonight And hopefully we still gon' fly Evеn with the feathers plucked My wings still gon' try To rip through my shirt and [?] To make it up out alive We might not do it right That don't matter There's no right way to make it out of here, whatever With the style They're Peter Pan-ing your child Scoop em' out they windows [?] Show em' that this life worthwhile And hopefully they find their way back They gon' ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride Ride, ride, ride Fly away And that's the last that you're gon' see These are the lost ones mama done sent to me You gotta rhythm baby boy The world need to see She tell me She tell me She tell me, tell me, tell me Sing for me Sing for me Sing for me baby Sing for me, she tell me, she tell me She tell me, tell me, tell me Sing for me Sing for me