Want to I think I love you You got ripped jeans I'm only 19 What do you wanna do? You got your cigarette I got my headset We're two of a kind You're
Throw your motherfucking Cincinnati hats in the sky Nigga, don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter
if i had a gun I'd shoot you in the head if i had a knife I'd rip it out your heart that's just how much you make me mad red's the color of my rage red
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The red-headed stranger from Blue Rock, Montana Rode into town one day And under his knees was a ragin' black stallion And walkin' behind was a bay The
Use my body to keep you alive Give it to me, give it to me Yeah, I'm on Durango number 95 Take me to the home, kick boots and ultra live See heaven flash
I read that it's all black and white Ooh, the spectrum made a shade I like Ooh, those crimson rays of ruby bright Ah! The technicolor light Red! Red!
A smile on my face A song on my lips Pretending is all I do I'm paintin' the town red To hide a heart that's blue I'm gay with the crowd I play with
[Verse 1:] Can you tell me what the deal is? Can you tell me what ya' feelin' without a red cup? So can you tell me, tell me what's up? I got ya' number
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Well you, good for you I?m not so sexual as yourself Every day is just an extension of yesterday, a hassle And getting out of bed in the morning is like
I'm gunna make you never gunna stop you gunna trust you never gunna fuck you all these things are never gunna stop me all these things are never gunna
Ask if we can have six in, if not we'll have to have 2 You're coming up our end aren't you? So I'll get one with you Oh won't he let us have six in? especially
Fire walkers feel no pain from the coals Ruled by passion beyond their control Vengeance is king in the zone of red vision Sparks fly and tempers flair
They say 'Freak' When you're singled out The red Well, it filters through So lay down The threat is real When his sight Goes red again Seeing red again
This is WKYA Radio, you motherfuckers We got our next caller on the air, bitch, you on the line Yo, this is Big Tracy and I don't give a fuck, nigga Give
Yeah (I can feel your fire) When you niggas feel cold and your flows ain't got it no more nigga?! (I can feel your fire) Yeah nigga. You know what it