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frankie stew - i might lyrics

sitting on the gr-ss in my backgarden
piffn never p-ssd perhaps b-st-rds
i was any way my folk any other day was a blessin its a good feelin
and summers on its way puffin on that game got sumthing on my plate.. coz i eat well
stay slim tone for the females who feel me…
nah i didn’t think so ah well wait i mean how can i respect you
if you’re selling out your second thats a sket move but i can’t dislike it
i can’t decide… coz
i tryd and i kind of liked it touch last im board still can’t find my bus p-ss i walk…….
or i cycle…….
just get up and do sumthing coz you could sit at home all day and do nuthing
but it wernt the way to move was it
you rollin up a blunt ill have a 2’s cousin
true colours dont suit me so who’s cussin
dont picture it
picture what you didn’t think and everything inflicted it was different…
i’m sick of needing things i dont find
i’m sick of beating chicks i dont like
but i do still
and i choose why
if i prooves sk!ll matter’s in the motion patterns in the ocean hold it hold it
close to think that i was not once involvd with you
only 2 times to control the news
two vision chews through livin move 2 women with a screw loose missin.. wait
there saying i’m a light year ahead of me
never stepping on the sky to forget whats he…
i guess the questions peace and dont move where your friends dont
i dont choose to effect those
its just part of the image…..
partly i’m feeling like i love this
sunshine
partly i’m feeling like i k!ll it
somtimes

just if you find the moonlight moves like its even
you find the meanin
choose why i feel it but move by my p-n-s with pateince
and a blunt to my right touch love to defind tough love dosnt puncture my mind like it should do
could choose
i myself and use you if you think about it
you could think about the thoughts or you could think around it
bong hits and tropical juice i want conscious but not on the news i keep searchin
peace weed perfect
each week givin ina beat free purpose the peak of the mountain
i want me to amount this actually i found it
i want my stacks to be a thousand its not about the money but the money brings my pows in

- frankie stew lyrics

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