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

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

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

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

I'm alive, I'm alive, the in my ride, I, I
I ever been 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, movin' on, along
my fault, moved too fast, life had skidded to a halt
Got back on the road, and made it to the
the emotional discharge
Can't the mission, put into my heart
I ain't games, need you to play your part
Standin' up with behind my battle scars

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

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

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

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