Politics & Violence

Why switch like different seasons? I give that shit a weekend Hollywood don't need a reason To make you think you look bigger than you are Mileage, politics, and violence At least somebody's drivin' All you need to fall in love Mileage, politics and violence At least somebody's drivin' All you need to fall in love All you need to fall in love You won't find Heaven, not in these hills Boy, you shouldn't be here All you need to fall in love You won't find Heaven, not in these hills Boy, you shouldn't be here All you need to fall in love When she arrived, it was 2:10 at night We had sex and you cried, was the best in your life And the last time we spoke, if we shoot for July You can still make your mind, but I can't save your life Baby, sorry, but I rarely do this, you can't carry me through this I just wanna shine like Barracuda's kid, do this shit for Mammy Sue This shit ain't nothin' new, this, this I knew since I was a jit Clean my room and pray for this, eat my dinner Then go back to whatever finna make me rich Whole lotta feelin' that you can't dismiss I was somewhere stuck in a hotel room We was serving to the kids, no waitresses All this shit come back around (ooh-ooh) Homie, don't get too down (ooh-ooh) I got your back sometime (ooh-ooh) Ride 'til the wheels fall off And if this shit don't sell She said, "You'll still be my favorite" And I wish I could save her but... Do this shit for Mammy Sue, this shit ain't nothin' new, huh Do this shit for Apollonia, bitch, I thought I told you, ayy So I feel like dancing You know, I am in a booth Shaped like a "U"