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baby bonnie - a day late, a buck short lyrics

[verse]
as stable as a three legged table
& that’s broad as day
hate that my foot & shin
meeting at a ball & chain
gotta’ thank the devil
i ain’t ever missed a holiday
dream to see the fruits of our labor
before they rot away, (uh)
i turn your blood to some hot sauce
stopmin’ in your grills
you still thinking that you hot, boss (?)
bonnie straight fit the nastiest &
swear to god that if you disagreeing
get beheaded for the blasphemy

wake up, brush my brain with that skunk pack
can’t tell ’em how i feel, put it in a blunt rap
fun fact, we on that corner like a hub cap
buy the ticket, take the ride
view from a bus p-ss, so
thinking i’m a joke, i break your funny bone
birthday s-x again, when i really needed money though
pullin’ on her card like that carb with the honeycomb
been nicer than that feeling in yo’ stummy
when you coming home

cemetery family
some gentrified punks droppin’ out academies
for fancies full of gasoline
sir, i don’t know where he got it
so quit asking me
dreaming of the days when
every night felt like halloween
said, you gotta’ live by your own rules
get used to saying no, n-body controls you
whole night, special herbs with the soul food
bet when i step into the room, it change the whole mood

this my last year broke, you could quote me
seekin’ a beamer & a zip of old homies
dark stout full of og, baby hold me
h-llbound but some nights i get cold feet
a day late, a buck short
caught court, took a cl-ss
i didn’t learn sh-t
a day late, a buck short
acting like they got it
but it’s clear you never earned sh-t

[outro]

- baby bonnie lyrics

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