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lirik lagu southwest – chris ray’s music & donnieso

intro
watch, bruh. i’m a leave with like three b*tches tonight
for real, ju

i gotta go wax that guy’s head

excuse me, ma’am. could you put your tray up?

no, no, no. you don’t understand
i have to finish sending this email for work
like, my boss is gonna k!ll me

hah, well, what do you know?
get a load of that, honey
we’re about to be in southwest

h*llo, this is your captain, donnieso speaking
we would like you to turn off all laptops and cell phone devices
as we make our descent here in southwest

verse 1: chris ray
yeah
see
24 years spent living in mississippi
always youngеst in my entourage, hanging ‘round kevin dillions
knew sincе elementary
education won meant for me
but dad knew ‘fore i was three
exactly what i would be
you know where i’m from. jackson. 601. whaddup, ju
ain’t talking anti*semitic. i’m just reppin my city
athlete my whole life but k!ller with the write (right)
hablando de escrito. f*ck baseball and some free throws
too focused for some freak hoes
no 44s or yayo
didn’t try to unlock the g code
but understood the street code

i love my city and f*ck with all of my n*ggas
who knew that when we got bigger, some of them’d be pulling triggers?
yeah, them politics a pile of sh*t
they pay respect but it’s counterfeit
i gotta make it out but those up top tryna keep me down

my only opportunity before 30 was rest in peace
hope they don’t hate me when i leave
i’m tryna make a way for me
so after 23, i packed everything with me
told my girlfriend at the time, “either way, i’m leaving. what’s it gone be?”

hit the road
houston, texas
heavenly lord
i need a blessing
got this camera
got my music
and some passion
help me use it
three eviction notice letters. it ain’t even been a year
but still had pain inside the music. i was dying over here
i was hooping, relieving some stress
saw this n*gga donnie from the west

one*on*one. he whooped my ass
dapped him up. that was that
told me he made music. said, “n*gga, let’s do it.”
now, we in the stu with it
said, now, we in the stu with it
you are now listening to southwest music
you are now listening to southwest music

verse 2: donnieso & chris ray

yeah
coming from the west coast where we got the best smoke
and we got the best dro, smoking with the best hoes
land of the pimps and playas, never really been a square
b*tch you catch me everywhere. something like i’m in the air

roll up that wood. get me high. keep me levitated
pull up with yo b*tch with that drank
and yeah, we h*lla faded
i ain’t gotta stop. pull up in a drop top
guaranteed i’ll pull up and make the spot hot
pull up on the scene. they like, “d*mn, baby. who that?”
that’s that big boss playa. baby, i thought you knew that
cooling with that n*gga. guaranteed he’s a cool cat
run up on that boy and get yo f*cking sh*t blew back

coming from the land where the pimps and the playas be
5*1*0 guaranteed that’s where yo b*tch be
gold grills and dreadlocks. guarantee that’s what yo b*tch see
but if she f*ck with me, guarantee she pay a big fee

had to make that move and i said it out my f*cking mouth
packed up my beamer. i grabbed my sh*t. i’m headed down south

now, i’m on this e*way
destination: 3 days
a hunnid on this freeway
mommy text me, “be safe!”

down in the bity
guaranteed, it was so litty
b*tches walk around with big ass and them fake titties

told me cash her out
i looked at her like, “b*tch, you silly
i’m a west coast n*gga. you know i like to get jiggy.”

walk up in the spot with the hoes. it’s like too many
leave with ‘bout eight of ‘em. now, i feel like i got plenty

a dolla is a dolla
but i know many that ain’t got any
but i rather have ten dimes
than to be walking ‘round with a hunnid pennies

feeling like wayne in this b*tch. yeah, i got “a milli”
walking with the reaper and a mandy but i’m not billy
grab my f*cking shoes. guaranteed that i’m hooping, b*tch
see my n*gga chris at the court. he alley*ooping sh*t

feeling like dj khaled. “we the f*cking best!”
now, we make this f*cking music. we call this sh*t southwest

b*tch

outro: chris ray & donnieso
ladies and gentlemen
non*binary and questioning
b*tches and n*ggas
and hoes and punks

we appreciate you all for flying southwest airlines
this is one of your co*captains, yours truly, chris ray
along with

donnieso
the one that’s flying you down to southwest
and we hope you have the best of best times here with us
on southwest airlines

we thank you and we hope you come again
we hope your had a nice ride and a nice vibe
you had a safe trip here with us on southwest airlines
we want to thank you and appreciate you for choosing us

it’s been quite the journey
we hope you enjoyed every last second
for we couldn’t ask for a better group of passengers
thank you, thank you very much

before we sign off, i’d like to call spanky, spanky johnson? (quiet, b*tters)
sp*spanky johnson?

nah, ‘fraid not
well, moving on ladies and gentlemen
as we depart, we like to bid you ado
nice travels
and please, make it to your loved ones safely

thank you for riding with us
or you gone die with us
nah, that’s a little too much
we ain’t gone die, b*tch

- chris rays music donnieso

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