Lyrics:
to the house and here's my
And I looked around and nothing's good enough for her or him
So my 8 hour days became 9; 9 slid up to 10; a subtle slip up to 11
was cute her closes barely fit her
But Myra Henley was my baby-sitter
Charlie Manson never killed Sharon Tate
He was lucky chucky to his mates
David
for the Gold.
I feel lucky.
Br
I've never been a gambler,
But I think I'm going to start.
Cause if I trust my feelings,
Lady Luck might play her part.
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
And locked a choke to death
When you were waist deep in Carter's Creek
And Preacher John dunked you down in the water
And raised you up for air
I was there
Erica was a beautiful girl even without her makeup
She was something stunning from the time she wake up
She had many sugar daddies paying for her
couldn't be me
Then i met Ace & Tee
Yeah
We formed a regime, brought together by the need for the cream
I'm cookin' up schemes like Scofield
I'm cookin'
Cumberland gap, it's a devil of a gap
Cumberland gap, it's a devil of a gap
Kiss me momma, kiss your boy
Bless me well and lucky
For I won't be
her cousin Elizabeth has been pregnant six months
And Mary should go see her. Now if the Mother of John the Baptist
Had been pregnant for six months,
She's a little old-fashioned
She's a little new way
She's got her own kind of passion
And I'm glad to say
That I'm a lucky guy
She's standin' by
guess it wasn't enough
In the state of Texas yes
You won't live and see the end of this
So put another rose on your chest for you
John
A perfect fit
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
on periodt
Why you acting touchy like a bitch on her period
Tedd Bundy on the beat, hmm serial
Go John cena on your ass, I'm invisible
I said what I said
again, where is her boyfriend
He done fucked up today, It must be my lucky day, my lucky day
It must be my lucky day,
she's about to walk right my way,
to get by
So she reaches for her purse, grab the bag and the needle
Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the diesel
Had a flesh back, screwing some
friends
For life guidance
She wanna take a trip
Ain't got no pilot
I let her get around
I'm feeling playful
I'm dropping all this sauce
I need a ladle
She
John mastered this by the way
Tha Artist
I'm lookin for them stacks
But I ain't tryna ball
I don't wanna see it
If it ain't it all
They be hatin
a half a grand in silver just to follow me down
So appreciate a dedicated baby
'Cause boy, you are a lucky man
I'll take you down by the river where
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
when she's gone without a trace
But I'd love to take your place you lucky dog
As you hold her in your arms you're so blinded by her charms
I know my
back on years gone by
How she made me leave
How she made me cry
Yeah, there ain't no love
Yeah, there ain't no love
Yeah, there ain't no love
For
what she wish for
I call her my timmy turner
Pink percocet call it wanda
Green xanax call it cosmo
Run up on her ex leave em john doe
Nine to his back
to get by
So she reaches for her purse, grab the bag and the needle
Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the diesel
Had a flesh back, screwing some
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