Lyrics:
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
And the wind
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
And the wind
and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty
Because he didn't know that it's HIS a little girl in the streets
Selling better than him
Making twice than he could
Like a new veteran
Working long years
arrived, a beautiful little girl
When he picked her up and held her what he felt was the world in his hands
And he knew this was his chance
To try to make
to buy a crib in the burbs
He walking to his place with shopping bags
Can't wait to see the face of his little girl
He wanna leave his ways, he looking
of art!
I just flew in from Winnetka, daddy-o!
I'm gonna blow this joint apart!
Everyone has a bit of big noise in his heart.
Everyone loves a little sin.
drinking all night
Marriage by a thread when it start to get light
Soon one day move to a different town
Little girl so confused what is going round
today's paper
His little girl is just now taking training wheels off her bike
While her daddy's got twenty-five to life at Fort Strike
The little homie
idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
Oh us little idiots!
I miss us little idiots!
He used to carry his girl in a shabby car
Sit down and has
Girls, you know you'd better watch out
Some guys, some guys are only about
That thing (my men and my women)
That thing (don't forget about
girl, no class
Dumb girl
But that don't mean you can't change
And that don't mean you're done girl
And I told her "Little mama don't
Lower yourself to be
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
the streets
Yeah this little boy he's immigrated from the Middle East
Let me tell you bout that region its the belly of the beast
Raised by two parents he's
& under cover of darkness he made his way
To the middle of the municipal park
& he hid in the bushes & waited for somebody to come
Walkin' along by
of mine and as I walked thru the grave yard
I noticed this man kneeling down by the grave of a child
And in his hand he held a big red rose and tears were
On his rearview
On his rearview
I can't take the sound of a 7.3 spoiling up and speeding right past by me
I can't stand the sight of someone rolling
his face
Just to make sure the
Little prick don't recover
It doesn’t take long to discover
Skepta smells like no other
When I asked him to piss in
His
changed his whole world
Little girl dream bigger than the sky
Little girl don't let them tell you, you cant fly
You've got his arms to catch you when you
up to the blues
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Little girl, think it over one time
Before you break in your
a little girl-e-o
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by, they all invite him in
He'll clap his hands, sing
Everybody knows you came with him but another girl caught his eye-ee-eye (I'll
take you home)
Now you're sitting there all alone watching them
the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot
And in this little yard, there's a little old man
With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
He
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