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'Suitcase (Remix)' Lyrics - Peter Cottontale Ft. Vic Mensa & Chance The Rapper
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I’ll be on this, my new place it’s in a duplex
More in the East
I’ll be gone tripping
Kiss the kids and kick the dog
Thanks to dinner, thank to posing
Wash the dishes, wait for dinner
When the boys make sure you miss the ball
You don’t forget to call me to come back
Probably bet on that
I was too young, he was young too but I was young too
What you want me to say
I’m a beat all that
On the six three hapl
If my fault, is that how she get by
When it’s enough to take by
Is my faul
I ball a new suitcase, I’ll be gone tripping
Only breafly
Probably wrong decision
But I can do it later if you got game
R now you tripping
Got his own case he’s deep in
Run like a pop to you
Our state feel great but it’s good to be home
Looking at the ..at the window
Sometimes I was the ..staying in life and ...
Take it for granny
..won’t take with the planet
To the planet is spinning all from the crush
You better learn the penny
Someother feel like it’s all ...from all go down
Am I see that he retire and keep me wide up to that place
..and the clouds miss ...
But they scut me up in the ..
Blow me in the wind over the mountain
With all my accont here w
What if they only found my suitcase
It will beon the lose care ...
Io’mma fly to the UK
Crush to the ..and both woke up to a diference
With a bitch in my mouth and sent it aways
No choose on ém
Where am I
If you just gonna away no more, no more
Plese come back one more
Flyin on with the suicase
It goes in two days
Then my memories. ..in the suicase take to the UK

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In my suitcase

It's not a suitcase, more of a briefcase
I be on business, and my new place isn't a duplex
More of an escape, I been gone trippin'
Kiss the kids and kick the dogs, fix the dinner, fix the faucet
Wash the dish and wish for rain and when it pours make sure in the midst of all
You don't forget to call me to come back
Part of me on that, I was too young
You was young too but I was too young
What you want me to say? I'm a deadbeat dad, all the sex we had was my fault?
The checks she had wasn't enough to get by, it's my fault?
I bought a new suitcase, I be gone trippin'
Only briefly, probably wrong decision
But I can do it later if he got game, oh now he trippin'
Got his own case, he dippin', run like your pops, junior

Out of state feels great but it's good to be home
Looking at the crib through the window
Sometimes the littlest things in life don't seem so big till you're grown
Take it for granted, cement footsteps, smoke rings rotate with the planet
And the plan is spend it all before the market crash
Oh shit, red alert, panic!
Somehow the fuel in the left wing leaked and we all went down
And my seatbelt be tight enough to keep me wired up with a plane spiralin' off in the clouds
And was lost in the dust but they scooped me up in a cup and dumped me off in a pile
Blow me in the wind, over the mountain, what I owe my accountant
What if they only found my suitcase? Would I be on Newsweek?
What if I was a newlywed with a newborn of two weeks
And my flight to the UK crashed in the Yukon
And I woke up on a distant beach with a peach in my mouth
Sand in my hair and no shoes on
Where am I?

Hit the road Jack, don't you come back no more, no more, no more
Hit the road Jack, please come back one more, one more, one more

Every other day is a trip, another suitcase
Flying high with gray skies and my suitcase, been gone for two days
Packed my memories in the bag, inside my suitcase, take it the UK
Somewhere on the clouds, flying high in a dream

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