Lyrics:
(Ayy, wait a minute, man, check this out, man, ayy)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled
(Ayy, wait a minute, man, check this out, man, ayy)
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her titties were filled
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton in Tennessee
Her
juice and gin (Aye)
Cover her in specimen (Wink)
That boost my adrenaline (Win)
Her hair look like pussy (Pink)
Her tits Dolly Parton (Big)
Them things
(Dolly Parton)
My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores
Seemed old Mrs.
GO TO HELL
WRITER DOLLY PARTON
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me the Hell alone Take your
(Dolly Parton/Bill Owens)
You lied to me
I can't believe
That I've been such a fool
I thought this time
I might find
Someone who would play by
started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause G
fast
Head over heels for you
Oh, what could I do
I'm on my way
I'll meet you at the moon
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
Right back to you
I see it now
like we sellin' books
Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
Now my bitch a dancer, I'm 'bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you'd
(Dolly Parton)
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm
(Dolly Parton)
Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
Skin as fair as Lily's hair, as golden as the corn
They knew that she was special
by the apartments
Look, I come with a straw
That nigga starving pick your coffins
Niggas know I'm cut from that cloth
If I got it and cock it back
You
a hip hop scholar while you're left back
So Jeckle and Rush go back to Lefrac
I'm a simple man like Chance Gardner
Working 9 to 5 Dolly Parton
Got
to Lefrac
I'm a simple man like Chance de Gardner
I'm working nine to five, Dolly Parton
I got rhymes for jerks that's bringing on drama
Which rhyme you want
you're here with me
I just wanna get high with my lover
Veo una muñeca cuando miro en el espejo
Kiss, kiss
Looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight
I
you're here with me
I just wanna get high with my lover
Veo una muñeca cuando miro en el espejo
Kiss, kiss
Looking dolly, I think I may go out tonight
I
throw it up
Got the block on lock
Shout out to Kodak
Man, free Lil'Black
Bite down, lemme get a quarter sack
Turnaround lemme see it from the back
If
I've been sitting on my buttercup
For way too long
Now I need this song
Dolly Parton's on
And it won't be long
Go on, get me up
I've been sitting on my
Feeling wave, got the vibe from the eighties
Every nigga here hate me, ask me if I give a fuck yeah
Try to save me, what you tryna tell me lady
Have
sucking that dirty black dong
Stop and grab the shlong, and play ping-pong
That shit stretch a long way to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton's man in Tennessee
weed in my drawer
Got them bomb seeds in my garden
Valley Girl, Dolly Parton
If that shit don’t be poppin’
Got them dope fiends in Compton
Got my niggas
and sellin' beer
Same old bands, same old tunes, they're all just here for chicks and booze
Whiskey mixed with apple juice, and some old bras hangin' from
that’s how the thing goes (bah) roll up roll up give me that ringo shots from the back and she bark like bingo…(bark) ayy… just Look at that ass tho
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