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Knots (Mac McAnally) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · World Is Bound by Secret Knots (Noe Venable) · Forget Me Knots (Heathers) · Knots (Lisa Hannigan) · Beauty Party [Beauty vs. Ugly: The Instrumentals] (The Majesticons) · Random Acts of Beauty (David Minasian) · Beauty in the Broken (Starfield) · Bathing Beauty (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Beauty of You (Miriam Van Wyk) – and 90 other albums »


to the flo'
Just like carbon, cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never bragging just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I learned my
it to the flo'
Just like carbon, 'cause I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I
a pimp I’m sweeping hair at the beauty parlor

I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not
I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not
I need
looking for a girl who's virtuous
'Cause God laid it on my heart to search for this
So I open up the Word to the book of Proverbs
The 31st chapter tells me
betide he who would frown
When natural beauty abounds
And now, with wheels spinning free
He's picking up speed

Two butterflies
Tie knots in his
get old, what will you do?

What will you do when you turn 21?
You're cockteasing at the singles bar just for fun
What will you do when you turn 31
How many times will I look at you?
Allured by the scent of your death
And the savage priests, to a suffering soul
Exult in a strangled song

I
angels won't go.

Bound up perfected 5 inches inflated
You'll be an overnight extrovert 
Pattern the body, beauty by numbers
Breathe in tight, this is
dares thee from afar
To calm my thund'rous heart
Else, rend it's knots apart
So I may never sing

Of jewelled skies o'er my strings
And love,
to search for this
So I open up the Word to the book of Proverbs
The 31st chapter tells me all about her
Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain
A woman who
The amateur camera captures her motion perfectly.
As the strangle knot that she wears on her wrists.
The trunk preserves the new scent
A scene of time flashes across the mind of the ancient one, 
Defender and chosen soul above all by SHE. 
One of the isochronal encounters
see eternal beauty in a world that was dying
Now we're all ground by the grind
Out of luck and out of line, out of signs
And now we're out of time...
not a groupie or trick,
Rich in beauty cause you shine without jewelry and chips

[Chorus]
Papi, please be my sugar daddy,
I want you to rule my
Hopped in the Granada, he's impressed by the beat I got 
His name is "hay-zoos" but his pimp name is "gee-zus" 
Slapped a hoe to pieces with his plastic