Whistle for Will, dear Nelson and Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me What's in a name I hold Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told
Closed since the willow fall All with a Will I'm told is me Whistle for Will, dear All the men Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear to me (Thanks to kevie for
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like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
for some high roller. But i wont buy her a soda Unless it's rock n' roll cola. Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
the heat You best to mob up fuckin' with the elite, oh no You just a bitch in the sky, I hear cries 'Cause you can't whistle for your guys Surprise when
the Opera and back to the block Manolos and Gucci Lyn this chic is hot For real and I mean sizzling hips get the twistness Switchin' she keep all the playas whistling
lust for cheddar, you owe me Leave holes in your vest that'll open your chest like a sunken treasure I'm somethin' like a phenomenon Droppin' bombs for
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
clap with your frame like a fucking garage (Yeaaaah) This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
