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A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta Rosie
And you're a whole lotta woman

Oh honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one to turn
Only one to turn me
Whole lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'
Whole lotta, whole lotta
Mustard on the beat, hoe

Aye mama, don't need your shit
I don't need no
I may be crazy, but I ain't no fool 
I live my life by the golden rule 
That money can't buy everything it's true 
Yeah, but what it won't buy, I
For a land of beauty
Where it's pretty and neat
There's a whole lotta ugly
Up and down the street
An ugly boy
An ugly girl
In an ugly home
At least you was invited by the biggots
The motherfuckers told me to buy a ticket
To the phoney ass ceremony
Fuck oscar, emmy, and tony
Cause when it comes
the past

I used to drink like a fish and run like a dog
Done a whole lotta shit not permitted by law
People call me the Picasso of painting the town
secrets
I ain't chuckin' tips
I'd rather be bumpin' hips
On that ratchet with muffin tits
Tore up the limits
From Britan visions would rock their lives
stride family pride

You know that faith is your foundation
And with a whole lotta love and a warm conversation
And plenty of prayer
Making you strong
a whole lotta soul
If you plan getting by on your own
You can sink like a stone in some hole of your own
And just hide away

Give me something I can't
good in your shoes
A whole lotta shakin' was terrible news
That night, tell me that's right
The band was singin' and playin' a tune
Love comes
away
You take them in stride,family pride

You know that faith is your foundation
And with whole lotta love and a warm conversation
And plenty
stride,family pride

You know that faith is your foundation
And with whole lotta love and a warm conversation
And plenty of prayer
Making you strong,where you
Lives on a farm, got plenty of charm, beep, beep.
He's got no cows but he's sure got a whole lotta sheep.
And brand new wife and a family,
fell in love

Right now at a picnic shelter down by Caney creek
You'll find potato salad, hot dogs and baked beans
The whole Wilson family's lined up
Lives on a farm, got plenty of charm, beep, beep.
He's got no cows but he's sure got a whole lotta sheep.
And brand new wife and a family,
take 'em in stride family pride
You know that faith is your foundation
And with a whole lotta love and a warm conversation of course there's prayer
By the time that the songs came on we were stoned out of our minds
I know it's only rock and roll but it's the soundtrack of our lives
And no matter
as the true, the only, the very one, the Propmaster
There's only one thing I gotta tell ya
There's a whole lotta propmasters out there, you know what I mean
can't hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now 

spin around let your whole crown man down  man down 

[Street Life] 

I live by the street code
on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin' light blue Pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
I'm the leader of the show, keepin' you
to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do
land on you
Word to them niggas at the six
A whole lotta lean, my nutrition
They should've told ya I had the drank on me
They should've told ya I
a old school, I re-did the frame on you
I got my old shooters with me and they land on you
Word to them niggas at the six
A whole lotta lean, my nutrition
got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up

Who am I' Young Dro, all supreme, I'm a lotta shit
I buy a lotta bricks
morning
Jonesing for her love
The girl with golden eyes
I won't have to wait long
'Til she buries me with roses
'Cause she's always by my side

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