Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Today (Evening Song), artist - Eddy Arnold. Album song The Chapel On The Hill, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 10.09.2019
Record label: Old Stars
Song language: English
Today (Evening Song) |
Yeah, today is gonna be a good day |
Damn Goose! |
14, yeah… |
Ooh, hey… |
I don’t know you I just got into your shit today |
Lookin like a million dollar lick today |
Yeah, but you niggas ain’t takin' shit today |
All this sauce up on my wrist, I might get sick today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Ooh, told the hoe to suck my dick, girl don’t let go |
Yesterday I didn’t know, but now I know |
So, guess that, guess that was me with your hoe |
Try to run up on me then I leave you sleeping, low |
Low, limbo |
Slap that pussy nigga out in my Timbo’s |
Ooh, I’m not from here I landed here in UFO’s |
Smokin' gas and blowin' O’s |
She, suck on that dick till she lose control |
Hoe, you can’t control me do I look like a remote |
Big drank you know I like sippin' four’s |
I like how he think, makin' you control that dome |
I don’t know you I just got into your shit today |
Lookin like a million dollar lick today |
Yeah, but you niggas ain’t takin' shit today |
All this sauce up on my wrist, I might get sick today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Ooh, yeah, that’s the ice way |
Diamonds round my neck I let the ice bling |
Bitches chasin' us, bitch this ain’t Ice Age |
Ooh, Run up on me let my pipe bang, yeah |
Ooh, aye, lookin' like a mill |
You ain’t really, really, in the field |
Yea, you need to chill |
Yea, you need to chill, boy |
Swear you need to chill, boy |
On my block don’t talk, they say I rule, boy |
I just swerved off in a coupe, boy |
Please don’t make me make you make the fuckin' news, boy |
I don’t know you I just got into your shit today |
Lookin like a million dollar lick today |
Yeah, but you niggas ain’t takin' shit today |
All this sauce up on my wrist, I might get sick today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |
Today, Today, Today |