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william crooks - woods lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yuh

[verse 1]
yeah, i feel like the sandman
castle made of sand, that’s a mansion (mansion)
diamonds in my mouth, johnny dang
i think i’m famous (famous)
i can not explain it
sh-t, i just been goin’ through them changes

yeah, f-ck i’m supposed to do now (what?)
hurricane, boy
i take the roof down (yuh)
ridin’ through the woods (what)
smokin’ on a wood (what)
i prefer the dutch
den mark it on my word
(it’s all good)

[chorus]
it’s all good
i’m not tripping over it like myself
spend a lot of time thinking about myself
wonder if i’ll ever really like myself
or if its just me

it’s all good
i’m not tripping over it like myself
spend a lot of time thinking about myself
wonder if i’ll ever really like myself
or if its just me

[verse 2]
b-tch i need some indo (woo)
gamecude, nintendo (yeah)
boutta to throw my phone out the f-cking car window (f-ck it though)
listenin’ to slim thug (mike jones)
water in a big jug (thirsty)
yeah, i know i look good
even though i f-ckin’ hate myself (f-ck ‘em)

mirror, mirror on the wall
who’s money longest of ‘em all?
oh my god, if you ain’t talkin’ money do not call
f-ck ‘em all
they gon’ catch a dial tone
born alone, die alone
if we ain’t got business you should mind your own

[pre-chorus]
let me get a woo haa if you feel it
woo haa
yeah

hit ‘em with a, “f-ck you”
if they trippin’
f-ck you, dog

[chorus]
it’s all good
i’m not tripping over it like myself
spend a lot of time thinking about myself
wonder if i’ll ever really like myself
or if its just me

it’s all good
i’m not tripping over it like myself
spend a lot of time thinking about myself
wonder if i’ll ever really like myself
or if its just me

[verse 3]
yeah, f-ck i’m supposed to do now (yuh)
hurricane, boy
i take the roof down (roof down, boy)
ridin’ through the woods (yuh)
smokin’ on a wood (what)
i prefer the dutch
den mark it on my word
(it’s all good)

it’s all good
i’m not tripping over it like myself
spend a lot of time thinking about myself
wonder if i’ll ever really like myself
or if its just me

[outro]
but i don’t think it matters though
i don’t think it matters, so i’m scatterbrained
adderall, buckethead
scooby doo, basketball (what?)
what the f-ck
lil’ weed, alcohol (yuh)
put it on my credit card
shoot me into sp-ce with a catapult

- william crooks lyrics

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