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finally came to me today
Katie-Lynn, I didn't take the time to pray

So all the words you heard were bouncing, bouncing off of you
And all the lines drawn
[Eazy-E]
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick
tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks
hoes play with me weekly 
so I'm down wit hoe play
be good and don't be chasin' 
All those pretty women that you know
And by the way if you see barbara walker 
Tell her that I said "hello."
the cup, order it up
Who am I drinking tonight?

You might not have guessed
Judging by my heels and lacy dress
I'm a wide-neck Gretchen, Loretta Lynn
of a little ice-cream corn. well in this particular scene, in this scene
, they ah, they didn't wanna re-take it 'cause it musta been so good they wanted
Yeah... because I feel so-oh good
I think I'm gonna take a walk downtown
Hey! sunrise!

Wo!
Somethin' I never seen before
Been walkin' down the street every
women that you know
And by the way if you see Barbara Walker tell her that I said hello
My Life is just like a car crash
So slow down girls when you go passing me by
My world can never stop spinning
I got a girl in every city and they
a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
He said "Can you swing a hammer" He said "do anything you hire me to."

"Now ain't you something! So
Lynn)
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I live in the world world of forgotten people
Who've loved and lost their hearts so many times
I'm here in the world
Lynn; bitch supposed to be in the Benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a boned
To post it
Lynn; bitch supposed to be in the Benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a boned
To post it
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
with them throwback hats
Burberry timbs with the fence to match
And I'm so so fly, and mommy like that
Ounces of that purple and we do it by the sac
A dope rhyme and you won't find a
Nother MC who can get with this program
Served by no one, I mean no man
You say I'm good, it's the truth, you're not