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His rights to be treated decently by his own people. His rights to be worshipped as Lord of all. Instead, He was "nailed on high to give us life", but
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Top down with the weed lit
Ain't nobody fucking with me, bitch
Booty going up, down
Girl, this ain't nothing
I can do this all day
keenness
From the same fruit but are not the same genus (Bitch)
Dabbin' my ye and you hittin' a giddyup
Pathetic as fuck you still drinkin' a sippycup
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keenness
From the same fruit but are not the same genus (Bitch)
Dabbin’ my ye and you hittin’ a giddyup
Pathetic as fuck you still drinkin’ a sippycup
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want da bad sound call me
You want da G-mix call me
Da remix ya ya
Uh nothing else wey dey I go do
Money I go spend upon you
Girl I wanna do right by
me, like Woah
Lay down, lay down
Lay down, lay down
Lay down, lay down
It's all in your head (This is the remix!)
I'm your star so just keep me in your
This is the story of the first Thanksgiving, once again by my drunk grandpa:
Many years ago...Christopher Columbus and his pilgrim buddies come
right, remix
El remix (Yo le rompo el bumper)
so misled,
And it's that ol' sign on the cross
That worries me.
Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,
I saw what I wanted to be,
And it's all
means
Changing you
You have all rights
To disagree
But dare not do it publicly without permission
Done following the norms
On a mission to walk my own
on a hundred thousand, trillion.
'Ey yo, I know I got it first,
I'm Christopher Columbus, y'all just the pilgrims.
Thanksgiving, do we even gotta question?
though we no more
Mr. Star, much love to Navi, Butcher, D-Lo, (Miss Cole)
Butcher source of Quran right now, it's all good, much love to ya!
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
Man, y'all don't know what y'all do for me
You see, without y'all, none of this would matter
I mean none of it
So I say thank you
Listen
Out
on our face - but we gon' be right
Look, police ain't around when I do my dirt
Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work
You with them freaks - I be
where we can go
Fuck what a nigga talk, I'm young Christopher in my soul
Walking that is, I'm King of New York and cross the globe
DC nigga this a DC mind
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
upset
It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)
Grew up quick (no) was raised right
Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is
bitch I'm all about my lean yeah
Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah
I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah
Dirty money but you know we whippin'
christopher robin
At what point did I switch grey to blue
And what effect did that change have on you
No one bear should have all that honey
In this case
get one wish)
Making love all day, have us a baby
If I had one wish, I'll make you my whole life
And you'd be my wife, make it right this time
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