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new fashion
It's hard to say what I wear it with
Unreleased maxes with taxes
I paid a K for them
Like Bathing Ape bags on vacations to go to Carowinds

She wants to be lullabied
Take me back to days where I had space and time
Until martial law you know imma trap or die
Price to pay for pain I

not Givenchy
I wrote my pain and sent it off I'm hoping you would hear it
This Nike fit by Jerry unless it's god then I don't fear him
Just gave that

at all
You took a pair of scissors and cut your best jeans
Best jeans
By the way you looked I'd say you're in your late teens
Must girls won't dare to wear

you talking about the best is that a question
I got exotic I ain't talking about Joe
That's the green I ain't talking about dough
I got some feelings I

Black and Brown Blues

Silver Jews

The Natural Bridge

Baby let's get dressed up
I got two pairs of shoes
Darling you look so beautiful
When your hair's all hung in jewels
And sometimes I find it

They say that if you're camping by a billabong at night
To look out for those bunyips 'cause they'll scare you out of sight
They're supposed to be

That's bad news for you
To be honest no once cares by the way

Child, I put that on my son, I'ma Make my momma proud
I been on my shit, you can tell the Way I fly, running up a check, I run a Hundred thousand
Miles,

tall I was MJG with that 8 ball
A living legend I play them
Keys with like Ray Charles
You can't copy the style, or even trace off
They want a Pusha

Well, I'd just come down from the Isle of Sky
And I'm very big and awfully shy
And the lassies shout as I go by,
'Donald, where's yer troosers?'

Let

Three Lions - Football Is Coming Home

Camps United

Football Crazy [CD/DVD]

2006

All these years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming

So many jokes, so many sneers
But all those "oh so near's"
Wear you down, through the years
But

pathetic moth, keeps running to the flames
He watched his teammates jog on by as they took the field in two's
He'd guard those boys the best he could, then

rich knockin hits out the ball park (come on)
With his Les Paul Guitar as his call card
He fell in love with the music, it was all heart
And when you

(Hazey, baby)

I keep it a hundred, got a hundred on the dash
I don't trust niggas and I might wear my Fendi top the wrong way 'round 
So it can

Then I pull off in a fast ass car (Skrrt)
She can be laying in bed with her nigga
She gon' answer my call (Hello)
'Cause she know the way I ball
I wear

It Was an Absolutely Finger Lickin', Grits and Chicken Country Music Lo

Bomshel

Bomshel Stomp

2006

and chicken country music love song 

Well I had a ball, I liked ‘em all but I could never call this place my home
And as my bus drove by that bar I swore I

jungle holocaust
Combustible tomahawks and Molotov's
Welcome to the Monster's Ball
The worst is yet to come
Hold the microphone like stone
Focus on chrome

Overpowered by his tendency for evil
A man drew out an ancient magic formula
Painted two circles on the ground
And burned pine and poplar
Other

lies beyond
Your vasty hollow girdled by that bright 
River of stellar spray
We call the Milky Way?
Immeasurable ball
Compassed and clasped in light
Can