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Blue Skies Video (MV)




Performed By: Randy Blake
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Randy Accius




Randy Blake - Blue Skies Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

Tell me who you love

Holler if you love me
Middle finger if you love me not

Oh, cause switching up my rhythm is just
Something that I'm not about

No

I seen you at the scene looking juicy with that
Georgia peach

Yeah

Peeped you peepin me off the trees you was sorta
Geeked

Yeah

And me I cant afford to speak
My pull out game is sorta weak
And if we meet in sheets 9 months later
Ill be forty deep emphasis on the three
So my focus is on all my seeds
If i said i like to read would you stock
All my receipts?

All I want is blue skies
Sipping on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up

Meet me at the corner of conviction and commitment
So that loyalty is flowing for this ship to go the distance
Been pissed like yo what is this fictitious plan did i pick it
Maybe this was sent for Hitler maybe I'm on karma's shit list
But its cool i know better now what you do comes back around
It takes two to settle down unless you bout them extras now
Poly cordial mess arounds maybe i should settle down
Maybe you should settle down maybe we should
No this is not a dream blame it on technology I promise ill be patient
With you if you join this odyssey travel to our nations baby languages
We'll learn to speak all these words im saying dont mean nothing if you
Lie to me so chill
Just chill

All I want is blue skies
Sipping on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

Tell me who you love

Holler if you love me
Middle finger if you love me not

Oh, cause switching up my rhythm is just
Something that I'm not about

No

I seen you at the scene looking juicy with that
Georgia peach

Yeah

Peeped you peepin me off the trees you was sorta
Geeked

Yeah

And me I cant afford to speak
My pull out game is sorta weak
And if we meet in sheets 9 months later
Ill be forty deep emphasis on the three
So my focus is on all my seeds
If i said i like to read would you stock
All my receipts?

All I want is blue skies
Sipping on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up

Meet me at the corner of conviction and commitment
So that loyalty is flowing for this ship to go the distance
Been pissed like yo what is this fictitious plan did i pick it
Maybe this was sent for Hitler maybe I'm on karma's shit list
But its cool i know better now what you do comes back around
It takes two to settle down unless you bout them extras now
Poly cordial mess arounds maybe i should settle down
Maybe you should settle down maybe we should
No this is not a dream blame it on technology I promise ill be patient
With you if you join this odyssey travel to our nations baby languages
We'll learn to speak all these words im saying dont mean nothing if you
Lie to me so chill
Just chill

All I want is blue skies
Sipping on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
Even on a Tuesday

Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies
Blue skies

Blue skies

Sippin on that dusse
Love me like its going up
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Writer: Randy Accius
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