a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

blahsum - city on the hill lyrics

f-ck what it sound like
right

i want a piece of pie (you want a piece of pie)
that diamond in the sky (that diamond in the sky)
that city on the hill (that city on the hill)
i’m tryna get my fill (i’m tryna get my fill)

your royal highness chews me out the way i like it
tell me i’m a bad boy, remember all the crying
snot nose finger pointer coming back at you
posted up but we about to loiter cause we have to
parking lot pimping, at least on the good nights
done a lot of thinking about giving up the good fight
what’s a little demon to do on a friday night
but drive around in circles, get high, and ruin her life?
at least she died pretty, time never got the best of her
she used to be a dime piece, time made a mess of her
a gift of crow’s feet from the most holy
no refunds or returns, just if onlys
what do you say we make one day tomorrow?
we could drive to mars but i don’t have a car, though
i’m from the city where the dreams come through
leave you hoping and wishing that it was really you

[?]

i see the city on the hill (all of which are american dreams)
and i’m tryna get my fill (all of which are american dreams)
i see the city on the hill (all of which are american dreams)
and i’m tryna get my fill (all of which are american dreams)

f-ck what it sound like
f-ck with me cause it sound like
right

baby, you wear them skin tights
you wear them skin tights
shed your skin like tights
your boyfriend is a pervert
[?] can’t afford it
so throw me in the back
throw me in the d-mn back
ex cuties execute me
you step on other people’s toes and never say excuse me

bust me in, bust me out
shoot me up, shoot me out

f-ck me til i’m misterable
just don’t get too comfortable
first it burns then it tickles
echoing sounds with the scary visuals
got o’s and x’s, hugs and kisses
hung the letters from the misses
dirty tissues in satan’s waiting room
i’m going to the city on the hill
[?]
10, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ay, ay
don’t think it out, think it out
fifty of the filthiest chicks, yeah
they’re getting down

- blahsum lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS