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letra de honeycomb hideout lyrics | genilyrics - iris dement

[verse 1]
books are stacked on my table, i’ve got books filling my shelves
day and night i’ve been trying to unravel myself
but i’ve been looking for answers that don’t seem to want to be had
and people don’t live too long when they’re feeling this bad

[chorus]
so i don’t want to know about nothing
unless it’s something i can see or touch
because i’ve been living on the inside too much

[verse 2]
i miss those labor day picnics like the ones that we used to have
where no one’s worrying about nothing, no one’s feeling bad
i wanna roll down the hillside, lay dizzy in the cool green gr-ss
and jump around like a frog in a gunny sack

[hook: aaron earl livingston]

yeah
hey baby
hey baby
oh, my, lover lover, lover
see my baby gone mia
have you seen her face?
oh, my lover lover, lover
see my baby gone mia
have you seen her face?

[verse 1: izza kizza]
i, know, of a remote
cozy abode
on a roll, we get, blow it out of control
as long as you keep it on the low
keep in mind that the sky is the limit
the boundaries are endless
we beginning, the k, the i, the z-zzz
bonafied, baller rides (baby let’s ride)
drop the top, and let the trunk bump
but turn the volume high
don’t say a word
look up in the sky
it’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a couple of pies
crumble the herb
let’s get slurred
break away from all
the stress that’s on your mind
i can count to ten
you can go and hide
whenever you want to rest or relax
evacuate, or relocate, just set
don’t set trip, no text message
don’t get stressed out
don’t get set up
get set straight
no twitter
no facebook
crooks on the prowl
on they tippy toes, on they tippy toes
creeping in the cut
we going on a date
escape, disappear, marinate, meditate
and whenever they ask you where you leaving to
tell them outer sp-ce
hey baby
slip on something s-xy
cook up some spaghetti
then let me know when you’re ready
’cause it’s simple as 1-2-3 presto
pull a rabbit out of the ghetto
girl, get in
really though

[bridge: aaron earl livingston]

girl come outside
and play for a while
anything you want
i feel it’s been replaced
[?] smiling face
yeah why

[hook]

[verse 2: izza kizza]
pack your bags but don’t get mad
get glad
jump on the p-ssenger side
leave you with nothing but pride
come back with nothing but swag
i ain’t got nothing but love
i’m a sweet, but bitter
mr sl!ck; a wittier player
a winner, a player, a winner, a thug
who under pressure can get it together
come let an og with a felony
give you some pleasure and therapy
give you some clarity
show you the local celebrity
that you can be
po-ten-tially
[?] to show you the way that you get a taste
out of sight, out of mind
out of time, out of state
live right here
for right now
’cause it’s so hard to say goodbye to yester, yester
day so when i say so long cinderalla
hope things don’t go back to
the way they were, because
that would really suck
parting is such a sweet, a sweet sorrow
but i wish you the best of luck
you can come play whenever
but you can’t parley forever
so, whenever you leave
wherever you go
remember
i (super fly) guy ([?])
sit back
k-i double zzzzz
[?] play cousin girl
hold up i’m buzzing
wanna hang out?
hide out?
say something girl

[hook: aaron earl livingston]

[chorus]

[verse 3]
my friend has got some babies and she loves them with all of her might
they run around all day, they keep her up at night
but she can kiss those faces and she’s the one who gets to see them smile
i’m thinking maybe that’d beat this by a pretty long mile

[chorus]

- genilyrics iris dement

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