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I'm Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red

Let me my way out of this bitch
Find myself, high in the
Find me up, lyin' in this
a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin'
If I find the time to get my heart out
Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the down?
Would you it down for me when my heart pound?
Ain't no tellin', no tellin' so call the
Let me find my way out of this
Find myself, high in the
me up, lyin' in this ditch
With a and some diamonds a-mixin'
If I can't find the time to get my out
Would you 'em out when we slow the world down?
Would you hold it down for me when my pound?
Ain't no tellin', no so call the coroner

Aye, just bounce with that
In fact I bought a damn house with that
Aye, hand me the ounces at
Tell me where the damn ounces at
Aye, tell me where the at
Tell me the ounces, ounces at
Aye, tell me where the at
me where the ounces, ounces at

It's gettin' hot, you just—
(Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, down)
The effects can't this
(Woo! Simmer down, down, simmer down, simmer down)
up, stand down, bitch
(Woo! Simmer down, simmer down, down, simmer down)
Wait, wait,

I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
I ain't ever the one that's scared of you
Baby, you can and get it
I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
Baby, when the karma you
you can run away with us

In my bag in the vault, on, move along
Ain't my fault, moved too fast, had skidded to a halt
Got back on the road, and made it to the
Disregardin' the emotional
Can't the mission, put into my heart
I ain't playin' games, need you to play your
Standin' up pride behind my battle scars

Money walk and money talk, but money no make
Big ass and big ass car don't add up when you die alone
I want white knights like lights for some little chromes
I bliss, no strife
Rewind, slice around my aura with the better lies
I want a life, bend around the corner
One deep, eyes when they know the place
But you know me, I don't correlate
from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers
Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that
Always throwin' curve, a reaper scythe
Gnawin' on my like a termite
Enterin' my like a parasite
(Parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite)

Praise God, hallelujah! I'm still
At war my conscience, paranoid, can't find that shit
Woo, God, hallelujah! I'm still depressed
At war with my conscience, paranoid, I

Let me find my way out of bitch
(I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite are, um, black and red)
(Damn)
With a wrist and diamonds a-mixin'
If I can't find to get my heart out
Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world
Would you hold it down for me my heart pound?
Ain't no tellin', no tellin' so call the

Sittin' on porch, across parkin' lots and you
it up better dodge the cops
And never get sick of playin' with your locks
I- I- miss you lots, I- I- you lots, I- I-
Sittin' on your porch, across parkin'
(That's all I got for you)
And I'll never get sick of with your locks I- I-
(That's all I got for you)
Sittin' on your porch, parkin' lots and you
(That's all I got for you)
Miss you lots, I- I- you lots, I- I-
(That's all I got for you)
on your porch, across parkin' lots
(That's all I got for you)
And I'll never get sick of playin' with locks
I- I- miss you lots, I- I- miss you
I- I- miss you lots, I- I- you lots, I- I-
(That's all I got for you)