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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · The Roots of Guns N' Roses: Hollywood Rose & L.A. Guns (Hollywood Rose) · Revenge of the Killer Pussies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Pussies Love House (DJane Kattka) · Fistful of Pussies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) – and 90 other albums »


grassroots, true
311 has grassroots for your money
311 has grassroots
Challenge comes and goes, and there will be another
I say bring it on
The roots that
ya
311 has grassroots, true
311 has grassroots for your money
311 has grassroots
Challenge comes and goes, and there will be another
I say bring
down for me.
He and she are what I need yes they're what I need.
But I'm gonna buy a ticket I'm not gonna even pick it.
I heard it he said it I heard
down for me.
He and she are what I need yes they're what I need.
But I'm gonna buy a ticket I'm not gonna even pick it.
I heard it he said it I heard
You heard I got open and third eye pussy
For god the love the rollee gave em my pussy

Chorus

Verse 3: Strings

These are the two things that make
The sun's goin' down for me, it's goin down for me (visit)
And he and she are what I need, yes they're what I need (visit)
But I'm gonna buy a ticket, I'm
nuts I bust 'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun?

Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
I'm just playing I'm saying
Dreams of fucking an R&B bitch
I'm
you do!

Chorus

Verse 3
[FKI]  Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
       Straight from the South, into the 90's
       Freaky bitches are
with a gat
Born to act out, think you know where it's at
Born to act out, but you're lookin' like a sissie
Born to act out, guns are for pussies
Born
Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip

Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with
and shine now rip it rip

Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowner's, float follow me now with a smile
I got a golden ticket
you look so cute
Throwin' that pussy the way you do!

[Chorus]

Poppin' that pussy's a dance for the ladies
Straight from the South, into the 90's
screaming color money
Got her selling pussy for the love of the money
Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me
In the box Chevy pussy nigga
Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip

Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with
(Maybach Music)
You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide and I pray you are

I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it
All the dope boys say they
looked like the pussy just winked at me
They'll do anything for a tip
Like table-top dance, or even grab your dick
With my money in hand, lookin' for fun
you'll see that I ain't stunting
Walking on yo pussy ass ain't nothing
I ain't staright for I.G, pussy boy I'm push buttons
I been gettin alot of
to run 
You are the winner that loses in the end 
Under the gun 
So you stand up and fight 
For what you believe 
There is no wrong or right 
There
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
the pussy)
	The fucking JV like to (Eat the pussy)

The cool the kinky dude on the streets after dark
I fish for meats so I can eat like a shark
Get hit
nuts
I bust 'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun?
Dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch
but I'm sayin'
Dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch
I'm sayin'
Dreams
girl do the pussy pop, pussy pop
Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop!

This bitch ain't got no pot to piss on
Keepin' it next to the name and her gun
and terminate
We have read your mind
You are an enemy of the state
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Run from the gun
Flee for your life
Assassin: "John Doe"
"I have
the west
For they are gathering the blessed
Speaking as one

Oh, and out of the sun
Come angels with guns
Oh, and out of the sun
Come angels with guns