Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hennessy At Cookouts, artist - Kings Dead. Album song Jerusalem, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Hennessy At Cookouts |
White girls and Kool Aid |
Hennessy at cookouts |
Old gangsta movies |
New neighbors move out |
Shawshank Redemption |
A freeman with no direction |
Tim Robbins with no conviction |
Just try it, light it, and smoke it |
The devil in open focus |
The city is fucking hopeless |
We’re drunk and hope they notice |
We’re driving around to «Otis» |
With bitches in penny loafers |
These bitches who barley know us |
Just know it’s apart of growing |
The rollin with other niggas |
Who made it up out the city |
The city that made a legend |
A legend who made a city |
A pretty witty committee |
Of kids who looking for real |
The devils looking for chills |
I told you fucking wit pills |
Was only part of your thrill |
My religion was never part of the deal |
Pray I don’t believe in the feeling to fucking kill |
And jesus coming back with a gat and a fucking temper |
The heavens are over summer they just believe in December |
White girls and Kool Aid |
Hennessy at cookouts |
Old gangsta movies |
New neighbors move out; |
And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences |
Up and going crazy |
Were young enough to be stupid; |
don’t mean dumb enough to |
Be lazy |
So keep it coming, man pass the Henney |
I’ll be around you, until it’s empty |
And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences |
Up and going crazy |
Were young enough to be stupid; |
don’t mean dumb enough to |
Be lazy |
HHannah & Shelly & Lauren & Abby |
& photos of photos with girls who jus party |
Showed up for daddy, with logos so trashy |
But you’re rich girl, you poor kid jus looking for… |
Happy ever after its a new moon |
Posted up like two goons |
If you like this shit well its to soon |
I just got here man we need more room |
A temple in my cardio |
How do u get to meet him |
A God of all of our doings |
In charge of what were persuing |
The bottle got me to question |
Its often awfully depressing |
We fuck and fuck for affection |
And always count on erections |
Got girls in every direction |
The traffic has got you stressing |
You guessing it’s cuz she’s flexing |
But never make a suggestion |
If heaven is in a bottle |
I’m drinking it all tomorrow |
Tonight I’m getting to live |
So pour a little for this |
And pop a bottle for kids |
Who just believe in a wish |
I hope you’re ready to give |
No fucks or a shit |
White girls and Kool Aid |
Hennessy at cookouts |
Old gangsta movies |
New neighbors move out; |
And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences |
Up and going crazy |
Were young enough to be stupid; |
don’t mean dumb enough to |
Be lazy |
So keep it coming, man pass the Henney |
I’ll be around you, until its empty |
And we did it all with no conscience hopping fences |
Up and going crazy |
Were young enough to be stupid; |
don’t mean dumb enough to |
Be lazy |