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Sonny The Reflection

I'm tired, sick, and sad, of these lonely nights and cloudy skies. And these a??so-calleda?? bright stars that don't seem so bright. So now I'll walk

im tired, sick, and sad of these lonely nights and cloudy skies and these "so called" bright starts that dont seem so bright so now i'll walk from lamppost

, baby, let me know where's your money In a fly tailor made shit, cookin' a blunt Got the Phantom parked crooked out in the front Rowin', gun totin', Sonny

Well, he caught her doin? 90 at the top of a hill He called out, "Get over, now, who you tryin? to kill?" Oh, she caught her reflection in a mirror on

, lower, lower, lower Got the bubbly Pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) Bubbly pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) [Sonny

king saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong, and joseph's brothers sold him down the river for a song, and sonny liston rubbed some tiger balm

Lower, lower, lower, lower Got the bubbly Pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) Bubbly pourin through me Got the bubbly Pourin through me (sparkly) [Sonny

Well he caught her doin' 90 at the top of a hill He called out, "get over, now who you tryin' to kill" Oh she caught her reflection in a mirror on his