Letras:
O National Cherry Tree

I think I saw you riding in a car You looked happy for a woman Black fingers in your mouth and a white And a white pearl choker My head plays it over

You're cussing a storm in a cocktail dress your mother wore when she was young Red sun saint around your neck A wet martini in a paper cup You're a wasp

cheese I heard y'all kids is 'bout that, psychotherapy You buggin' where the couch at? Wu, 'til they bury me Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree Now it's cherry

in the last three decades Will pollute the Earth for thousands of years. A nuclear war will destroy it. Is that why the cherry trees blossom? You are

rose up on ya squad just show me where ya heart is Just start and snitch like a bitch, cold drop a dime I cut that ass short like a tree of alpine but

: Take us down and all apart Cherry Tree Lay us out on the table Your sharp alright But no one is asking so leave it alone Leave it alone Can