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come in,
said the wolf.
No, no, by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin,
said the little pig.
Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!
cried
Little gray men are in my house!
Little gray men are in my house!
Little gray men are in my house!
Little gray men are in my house!
Little gray men
in every house that's a warning to every town
If you come across me
I'm sick spitting is vile
Hitting men women your child
Isn't safe so keep them out
car
But it's so when and where a bird flies and sings so free
And there's whole lotta winds in this little house at 4-0-33
The four thousandth block
Die Monster you don't belong in this world
It was not by my hand that i am once
Again given flesh
I was called here By humans who
wish to pay me
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
product
Motherfucker you gots to get a job
If you wanna stay in my motherfuckin' house
Many young men reject the traditional values
That are
of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin' product
"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job
If you want to stay in my motherfuckin' house"
"Many
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
of the grave
An exchange took place I was granted freedom
Don't need no governer with his twisted reason
Not by works or my own righteousness
Cause I wear
Here we go again, face in a whiskey glass
Tryin' to hold together, a love not meant to last
Thinking my heart should have learned by now
She said
should see my house
My new house
Keep away from my new house
Wash the drawers of pills
It's got window sills
With lead centered in the middle
should see my house
My new house
Keep away from my new house
Wash the drawers of pills
It's got window sills
With lead centered in the middle
should see my house
My new house
Keep away from my new house
Wash the drawers of pills
It's got window sills
With lead centered in the middle
The floor has been swept by one
Seven people are in the house
They are a leaving hell for heaven
The great number is eleven
I woke up in the dark
skin so, butter soft I'm rippin' the buttons off yo' blouse
Smell the aroma of a dingaling king Ludacris when I'm in yo' house
Check the ratio of men
fly a ship and defeat Count Dooku
My childhood is great in my mind
It'll only get better as time travels by
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Baby, you shocked me in the way you got me crazy (Dancin' on a field of daisies)
Pretty epic, thought I was bulletproof, you
crew
This all began, before the age of men
Improved through time, never to redefine
Be prepared for epic times
Keep your head and guts in line
If you
hear Cass spit again
My women friend? Bad Boy It's
All About The Benjamins
You bend your men over then stick it in
Bitch you feminine
You think cause you
Visa, but got popped for selling his ass and an
8-ball of coke to an undercover cop in a
Providence bath house
The case against his client appeared to be
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
He's the mani man, I wouldn't trade him for no other man
I love you man, you my little man
I hope some day we can talk like men, right now you're
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