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Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City And I dreamed about the cotton fields and home I dreamed about my mother, dear old papa, sister
Ian saying shit Hadda tell them lil niggas Go play by they self Cus I'm not the one to be playing wit Just call up on James Ik he gone slide Ain't no
Why know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said "If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto" But I'mma let one
Why know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said "If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto" But I'mma let one
rollin' down this highway The windmills to the cotton fields It's all goin' my way Each town is new name, each night is a home game United by the love
[hook] Sounds from the pep who, who, who, who's next? Break! Don't get it mixed Don't wait! Sounds from the pep Push it off All chest Sounds from
Who Im gonna call when i hang my hat Who the fu l im gonna call i fall off the map All the cash I’ve blown im make it back I Cant go nowhere like
judgement More than the unbeliever And more than the former convert Those who do evil While carrying God's name Their damnation Will be more severe And so
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
getting cold Cole James in the 4 by 4 Baking cakes with all my dough She got cake that's all I know Love me if that's for sure Told you it's been a minute
cotton off the fuckin' ground back then Like you was on the plantation gettin' down back then Aight, look I see a black man aimin' his gun But I'd
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City I dreamed about them cotton fields of home I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
Well, the clouds didn't look like cotton They didn't even look like clouds I was underneath the weather My friends looked a crowd The swimmin'
I want to go home, I want to go home, Oh, how I want to go home! Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City, And I dreamed about those cotton
I want to go home I want to go home oh Lord I want to go home Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City And I dreamed about those cotton fields
Written by James Young Lead vocals by James Young yeah eight days a week with my baby at home and you know that she's my tender honey baby
of the soul I call my chopper James Brown Guess who got the crown Guess who got the crown Bullet hit the stomach make a nigga take a bow Quick to slide we got
of your whole house squeak Damn How meek Pulled up to the spot wondering who is going to end up on top I can go either way package on display Sweatpants was
[Verse 1] How do you turn a scholarship down, Tear up a ticket, already punched, And watch a dream die? Who's gonna tell me how To face Daddy
steady addin' This is just a fraction Blunt matchin' after matchin' Matchin' after matchin' All by myself, ask Michael Phelps Bean pies and Philadelph'
like to chill So I drive up in my new Seville My tribe went down in the hall of fame 'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James Pound for pound, I will
got him by the balls She has got him by the balls My weird little brother James And his ex-girlfriend They would talk in those ridiculous voices
Oh, hello And welcome to "Story Time" with James Bunyan I am your host, James Bunyan Today, I will be reading an excerpt from "The Mighty Enduring
Oh, girl I been looking for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world Where you girl? Oh Oh, girl (she don't love me like she say she
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