DISTRICT

I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Ayy, I'ma just bounce with that
 In fact, I bought a whole damn house with that
 Ayy, hand me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the damn these ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 It's gettin' hot, you best just-
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 The effects can't touch this
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Stepped up, stand down, bitch
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Wait, wait, wait
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 I ain't ever been the one that's scared of you
 Baby, you can come and get it
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 Baby, when the karma gets you, yeah
 Maybe you can run away with us
 In my bag, in the vault, movin' on, move along
 Ain't my fault, moved too fast, life had skidded to a halt
 Got back on the road and made it to the start
 Disregarding the emotional discharge
 Can't forget the mission put into my heart
 I ain't playin' games with you to play your part
 Standin' up with pride behind my battle scars
 Money walk and money talk, but money no make comfortable
 Big ass house and big ass car don't add up when you die alone
 I want wife, nice life highlights with some little clones
 I want bliss, no strife, rewind
 Don't slice around my aura with the better lies
 I want a better life, bend around the corner
 One deep, eyes shut when they know the place
 But you don't know me, I don't correlate
 Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers
 Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that methadone
 Always throwin' curve, like a reaper scythe
 Gnawin' on my wood like a termite
 Enterin' my world like a parasite (parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite)
 Praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, can't find that shit!
 Whoo, praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, I can't-
 Let me find my way out of this bitch
 "I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red..." (damn!)
 (Uh) with a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin'
 (Ooh, da-aa, da, da, da, da)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (ugh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Ugh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you
 Light it up, better dodge the cops
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you (that's all I got for you)
 Miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 (That's all I got for you)
 
 I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Ayy, I'ma just bounce with that
 In fact, I bought a whole damn house with that
 Ayy, hand me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the damn these ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 It's gettin' hot, you best just-
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 The effects can't touch this
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Stepped up, stand down, bitch
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Wait, wait, wait
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 I ain't ever been the one that's scared of you
 Baby, you can come and get it
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 Baby, when the karma gets you, yeah
 Maybe you can run away with us
 In my bag, in the vault, movin' on, move along
 Ain't my fault, moved too fast, life had skidded to a halt
 Got back on the road and made it to the start
 Disregarding the emotional discharge
 Can't forget the mission put into my heart
 I ain't playin' games with you to play your part
 Standin' up with pride behind my battle scars
 Money walk and money talk, but money no make comfortable
 Big ass house and big ass car don't add up when you die alone
 I want wife, nice life highlights with some little clones
 I want bliss, no strife, rewind
 Don't slice around my aura with the better lies
 I want a better life, bend around the corner
 One deep, eyes shut when they know the place
 But you don't know me, I don't correlate
 Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers
 Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that methadone
 Always throwin' curve, like a reaper scythe
 Gnawin' on my wood like a termite
 Enterin' my world like a parasite (parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite)
 Praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, can't find that shit!
 Whoo, praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, I can't-
 Let me find my way out of this bitch
 "I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red..." (damn!)
 (Uh) with a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin'
 (Ooh, da-aa, da, da, da, da)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (ugh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Ugh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you
 Light it up, better dodge the cops
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you (that's all I got for you)
 Miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 (That's all I got for you)
 
 I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Let me find my way out of this bitch (uh)
 Find myself, high in the distance (uh)
 Find me up, lyin' in this ditch (uh)
 With a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin' (whoo!)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (uh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Uh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Uh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Ayy, I'ma just bounce with that
 In fact, I bought a whole damn house with that
 Ayy, hand me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the damn these ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 Ayy, tell me where the ounces at
 Tell me where the ounces, ounces at
 It's gettin' hot, you best just-
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 The effects can't touch this
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Stepped up, stand down, bitch
 (Whoo!) Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down, simmer down
 Wait, wait, wait
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 I ain't ever been the one that's scared of you
 Baby, you can come and get it
 I'm alive, I'm alive, the bags in my ride, I, I
 Baby, when the karma gets you, yeah
 Maybe you can run away with us
 In my bag, in the vault, movin' on, move along
 Ain't my fault, moved too fast, life had skidded to a halt
 Got back on the road and made it to the start
 Disregarding the emotional discharge
 Can't forget the mission put into my heart
 I ain't playin' games with you to play your part
 Standin' up with pride behind my battle scars
 Money walk and money talk, but money no make comfortable
 Big ass house and big ass car don't add up when you die alone
 I want wife, nice life highlights with some little clones
 I want bliss, no strife, rewind
 Don't slice around my aura with the better lies
 I want a better life, bend around the corner
 One deep, eyes shut when they know the place
 But you don't know me, I don't correlate
 Straight from manipulation, wouldn't wanna infiltrate my brothers
 Still wanna get me high, eyes low off that methadone
 Always throwin' curve, like a reaper scythe
 Gnawin' on my wood like a termite
 Enterin' my world like a parasite (parasite, parasite, parasite, parasite)
 Praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, can't find that shit!
 Whoo, praise God! Hallelujah! I'm still depressed (damn, damn)
 At war with my conscience
 Paranoid, I can't-
 Let me find my way out of this bitch
 "I'm Sammy Jo, and my favorite colors are, um, black and red..." (damn!)
 (Uh) with a wrist and some diamonds a-mixin'
 (Ooh, da-aa, da, da, da, da)
 If I can't find the time to get my heart out (ugh)
 Would you stomp 'em out when we slow the world down? (Ugh)
 Would you hold it down for me when my heart pound? (Ugh)
 Ain't no tellin', no tellin', so call the coroner
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you
 Light it up, better dodge the cops
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots and you (that's all I got for you)
 Miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I (that's all I got for you)
 Sittin' on your porch, across parking lots (that's all I got for you)
 And I'll never get sick of playing with your locks
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots
 I, I miss you lots, I, I miss you lots, I, I
 (That's all I got for you)