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sunshine christo - knuckleball lyrics

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[verse]
it’s muscle memory, i ain’t need to do no thinking
she think that she’s clever, boy, why the f+ck she winking?
i got the sun in my eyes, rays got me blinking
i walked a few miles, the fatigue got me drinking
you switched on a dog, you now different
painting pictures, man, you faking an image
we offered support and you turned on the village
exile is the option, you will never see the riches
i’m too focused on my future to be worried about b+tches
i will slap the f+ck out you, god as my witness
i don’t use b+tch lightly, i love a lot of women out there
but to them hoes, you know that you can’t share
can’t compare to what i’m offering
you want to gold dig, i heard the mine’s hiring
make money, then i’m okay with retiring
downtown heard there were shots firing
trying to be big and have fans admiring, i’ll have lots of money to be wiring
sometimes fate throws you a knuckleball
and it’s up to you on if you gon’ hit it far

[chorus]
beat sounds like an angel tugging on a harp
looking at the summer night, there’s hundreds of stars
beat sounds like an angel tugging on a harp
looking at the summer night, there’s hundreds of stars
[slowed]
[verse]
it’s muscle memory, i ain’t need to do no thinking
she think that she’s clever, boy, why the f+ck she winking?
i got the sun in my eyes, rays got me blinking
i walked a few miles, the fatigue got me drinking
you switched on a dog, you now different
painting pictures, man, you faking an image
we offered support and you turned on the village
exile is the option, you will never see the riches
i’m too focused on my future to be worried about b+tches
i will slap the f+ck out you, god as my witness
i don’t use b+tch lightly, i love a lot of women out there
but to them hoes, you know that you can’t share
can’t compare to what i’m offering
you want to gold dig, i heard the mine’s hiring
make money, then i’m okay with retiring
downtown heard there were shots firing
trying to be big and have fans admiring, i’ll have lots of money to be wiring
sometimes fate throws you a knuckleball
and it’s up to you on if you gon’ hit it far

[chorus]
beat sounds like an angel tugging on a harp
looking at the summer night, there’s hundreds of stars
beat sounds like an angel tugging on a harp
looking at the summer night, there’s hundreds of stars



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