Mikedz - Fall Creek Boy lyrics
[Mikedz - Fall Creek Boy lyrics]
Yeah alright
She told me I should promise her
To never break her off
If she would let me take it off
And give a fuck 'bout her boy
But I was being so decadent
I couldn't enjoy it but at least it's all
Excellent according to Hoyle
Building and destroying i'm feeling
Like George Vincent
Blue jean bopping she's looking
Like Gene Vincent took it all off she's
Looking like Ava Vincent
There go another heart i think
I'm doing it by instinct
We did 4 days in Berlin
I came back a girl said
My girlfriend was upset
Because last night some girl went
And told the whole party that
I had another girlfriend
And I ain't even gonna oblige yet
Finishing my meal i ain't even
Been to church yet caught up in the process
Nigga with an attitude tell
Me: What the verdict? Crowned by the mob
From us running in a
Flock looking like groundhogs
I was running with the Blueline boys
And I was crashing like the Fall Creek boy
But I ain't bursted yet
It's costly with these little
Broads in my tank get them off me
My father said I shouldn't worry
Still couldn't keep my hands
From getting dirty but ehm
Dearing on the peak telling on the teeth
What the fuck is going on now?
What the fuck is it you want?
I gave you more than everything didn't I?
I'm moving higher up
If you want to stay down here you can do it
I'll just put a little fuel to it
And you're going, going, going
Would you take me just the way that I am?
Her pussy is like the gun-shell
That's laying me down
And your friends not your friends
They're just waving their hands
And they want to go down on
Me when you're not around
So I only did it one time
What the fuck, you wasn't even there
I think you was in Capetown or Jo-burg
Or Italy or Tokyo or somewhere
She put her arms to the ceiling
She wanna show that new watch
Yeah, you know the one that
That old man gave her
And said nobody else has got
So I've got a new income
But the outcome worse
Because everytime I step up
In that motherfucking mall
With those motherfucking broads
Yeah a nigga's gotta splurge
New purse, she got a new scarf too
I ain't know that Pucci made scarfs too
Alessandros on my cards too
I was so close but I lost you
So another toast and another cigg
And another joke and another phone-ring
I wanna think that you're the same
You and it was all me
That made it all fall down
Call it Fall Creek yeah
She told me I should promise her
To never break her off
If she would let me take it off
And give a fuck 'bout her boy
But I was being so decadent
I couldn't enjoy it but at least it's all
Excellent according to Hoyle
Building and destroying i'm feeling
Like George Vincent
Blue jean bopping she's looking
Like Gene Vincent took it all off she's
Looking like Ava Vincent
There go another heart i think
I'm doing it by instinct
We did 4 days in Berlin
I came back a girl said
My girlfriend was upset
Because last night some girl went
And told the whole party that
I had another girlfriend
And I ain't even gonna oblige yet
Finishing my meal i ain't even
Been to church yet caught up in the process
Nigga with an attitude tell
Me: What the verdict? Crowned by the mob
From us running in a
Flock looking like groundhogs
I was running with the Blueline boys
And I was crashing like the Fall Creek boy
But I ain't bursted yet
It's costly with these little
Broads in my tank get them off me
My father said I shouldn't worry
Still couldn't keep my hands
From getting dirty but ehm
Dearing on the peak telling on the teeth
What the fuck is going on now?
What the fuck is it you want?
I gave you more than everything didn't I?
I'm moving higher up
If you want to stay down here you can do it
I'll just put a little fuel to it
And you're going, going, going
Would you take me just the way that I am?
Her pussy is like the gun-shell
That's laying me down
And your friends not your friends
They're just waving their hands
And they want to go down on
Me when you're not around
So I only did it one time
What the fuck, you wasn't even there
I think you was in Capetown or Jo-burg
Or Italy or Tokyo or somewhere
She put her arms to the ceiling
She wanna show that new watch
Yeah, you know the one that
That old man gave her
And said nobody else has got
So I've got a new income
But the outcome worse
Because everytime I step up
In that motherfucking mall
With those motherfucking broads
Yeah a nigga's gotta splurge
New purse, she got a new scarf too
I ain't know that Pucci made scarfs too
Alessandros on my cards too
I was so close but I lost you
So another toast and another cigg
And another joke and another phone-ring
I wanna think that you're the same
You and it was all me
That made it all fall down
Call it Fall Creek yeah