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owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
rectum like a stingray
Girls heinie-wipe, MC's say my style is hype
Pussies relax, I'd rather fuck them with a cordless mic
Could rob a horse
I'd take a ride
And soon miss fanny bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
We ran into a drifted bank
I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
We ran into a drifted bank
or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot,
But you did, now I'm going all out kid
And I got mad love to give, you my nigga
You're all
I need
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry
exploded while I imploded my resilience you corroded
My self-esteem has been eroded... Get out!
You’re ugly you might as well die!
The only girl you ever
girl, in fact, I see your grin, now come in, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
girl, in fact, I see your grin, now come in, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
girl, in fact, I see your grin, now come in, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Baby girl, lemme give you a crash course
You can ride on me like the mustang horse
I'ma blow your mind away with a bang, pop
I'ma take your breath
OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO: We call
job It's not too hard
3- |6-
But when I go home
|2-7 |2-7b5/b6 |
And I'm all alone (and I'm by myself babe you heard me)
1 |5/7 |
You know you're my
I'd take a ride
And soon miss fanny bright
Was seated by my side
The horse was lean and lank
Misfortune seemed his lot
We ran into a drifted bank
(Kill it!) People hoes horny and the blunts lit up
Feel it
Yup, real talk y'all
I met this girl last night, she whispered in my ear like
Baby,
open sleigh
A day or two ago,
I thought I'd take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
for his penis
Sellin' E to believers
Use it fair like jeepers creepers
I'm parrin' your raps
When they say my bars are hard like smack
Girls think
Ay, come man you're not getting ahead of me
I'm quite toxic towards my girl i call her Melody
But she still love me, fiending for the centipede be
Out of the corner of my eye comes a
Dark horse with black wings
Headed for the finish line
I'm five years old the room is fuzzy
I think there's
on the snow
And on my back I fell
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed as there
I sprawling lie
But quickly drove away
Jingle bells,
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearing your dresses much too high
And it's reported you've been drinkin'
And a runnin' 'round with men and goin' wild"
"And we
One, two, three, elementary
I need you, I got no plan B
You're my girl
You're my girl
Four, five, six, no magical tricks
Mint condition gettin'
on thirty-three
I'm the original, never did crime, I'm no criminal
No static, pack a forty-five automatic
Black cat strapped in rap, holding my Johnson
Magic Johnson
I mmmm… time, man
I never rap to find the gas
I know the fans is kinda mad
No "Bow! Bow!" or loud sounds -
I guess my conscious timing bad
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