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Little Dog

Metallica

Lulu

2011

what I got

Wants to run his tongue over my hot spot

Pathetic little dog

Pathetic little dog
The little man follows his nose
Counts his fingers

I still ain't fucking nose picking
Count me out and watch me bounce, I call that fucking stone skipping
I can't let you see my heart because my

Now, count with Me
1, 2, 3

Verse 4
Mum
Can You Feel The Soft Grass Tickling Your Toes?
Can You Feel The Butterfly That’s Landed On Your Nose?
Count Them

me awful things
Right under my nose

Make it count
Show me up
Flirt with all my friends
Spend all of my cash
To fit your stupid trends

Don't apologize

Tissue for these stank hoes, I'm like who first, they like nose goes
Count up to a billion like my last name was Bezos
Somewhere on the island in my kini

play with her nose
Count some money, fuck these hoes, we ain't do no politickin'
Expensive blessing, I got pain, had to put my wrist in
I couldn't sit

Got cocaine, running down the bitch nose
More paid, hunny count the bank roll
More drank, what's a dolla to a hundo
Don't portray, what you ain't,

ears
Legs and arms tight as they can be
Scrunch up your nose, curl your toes, count to four and with a big sigh let it go
Let it all go

We can miss out

I wanna fuck these hoes
Pull up right in the rose
She takes shit through the nose
She leaves so I count my rolls
Meet him out the front
He's

left I'm disconnected from the frame
Better off alone but when she say my whole name
Feel like Al Capone my nose is running runaway
You can count on it,

girls bad gang
Keeping your beard
Piercing your ear
Don't comb your hair bad gang
Sleeping outside
Wearing tight jeans
Pelu nose ring bad gang

Body count

lie down and relax.  Once you are settled, close your eyes, and take a deep, cleansing breath in through the nose for a slow count of 3 feeling the body

the slab
No hammer and chis'
I chop this brick like Jackie Chan

Before you bust that brick
Best cover your nose and shut those blinds
Count these rackers,

They stick up their noses and
Count their money
Count their money
Count their money
Put up a front
To show everybody else
Oh they're so vain
When they

confirmed
I speak the truth for all concerned.

Liar
You're talking through your nose
Liar
No one can count on you

Wait a minute let me tell you the truth

we wiping his nose
Broke ass nigga we count up them rolls
Double R real rich niggas with poles
Stepping on niggas like we Dr. Scholl's
Niggas change

everything
Sleep now little one, now go to sleep

Go to sleep now little one, now go to sleep
Relax your toes to your nose and count all of your sheep
You'll

Rockin a crocked waddle
Smoke and upchuck
Like a gobblin hot model

Touch your nose and count like one, two, many
One, two, many
Shit I stumble
Like

When I wake up
I wiggle my toes
I shake my hands
I touch my nose

I count all the reasons

Why life is good 
As the sun shines down

On my

my nose
Displacing me
Count me out and take my cut
Count me out and take my cut
You'll do it anyways
The cake's been sliced, forever cut
I've burned

Count on Me

Trout Fishing in America

Mine!

in Daddy's nose.
But you can count on me, 'cause I'll ways be your friend.
Count on me, I'll say it time and time again.
Yeah, when things get a little

I can count up to five, I can count to ten
Count on my nose a hundred times, I'd rather not again
Twenty is easy and a hundred, no sweat
But there's

of Detroit when this happened
Uh, Otimari got the snotty nose
All this fucking water on me
Give me snotty nose
I could count a hundred faster
Than a 'rari goes

on the seat
Mia with heat
Fade away from nose bleed
Gotta count your blessing
Gotta learn life lessons
Fuck all that stressing
Knowing the devil gone test me