we laughed till we bent double Though we knew we'd get in trouble But trouble's all we had at evening shade Now evening shade was where they claim
we laughed till we bent double Though we knew we'd get in trouble But trouble's all we had at evening shade Now evening shade was where they claim to
Translation: Parton, Dolly. Evening Shade.
a minute and Smile Why is everybody so serious Acting so damn mysterious Got your shades on your eyes And your heels so high That you can't even have
That someone could change me no matter what it is I have to do I'm not afraid to try And you need to know that you're the reason, why I don't even care
live where the sky ends Yup, you know this Never lyin', truth teller That Rihanna reign, just won't let up All black on, blacked out shades Blacked
sleigh Tell my family that I'm sorry that I gotta stay I'm with 'Ye at the Macy Day parade Letting the snow fall on my aviator shades Even though I'
Fellates me Who hate me? My gun off safety Since a tunnel and escape key My jewelry in HD Silent rage Pristine in my vintage shades I'm not in the winters
dressing room Seeing you with me, I finally knew The picture was complete I used to have my share of lonely days Beneath the makeup and the darkest shades
' And know they couldn't get work on Labor Day It ain't that black and white It has an area the shade of gray I'm Westside anyway Even if I left today
Uhh uhh uhh You ready B? Let's go get 'em Look for me, Young B Cruisin' down the westside highway Doing what we like to do our way Eyes behind shades
blowin' no chronic Divine intervention, you can't prevent me from shinin' Nigga please, I been around the world I damn near beat Jordan in around the world Nigga please, you can't even
down the drain When the rainbow in the cloud comes out we do it again Everything even's up, you just wait Even a garbage can gets a steak You ain't even
a pound break it down, blow it like trial, Panatella Dutchy wine in my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass, Stacks in my backpack, shades
float majestic Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm just so connected Caught up in a popularity contest About to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my arms
looking devilish Red beam make a n*gga sit down Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time Drop palm olive on the vent and make it dope Make it come back even