Lyrics:
Hello
Hello dear, will the same place be alright?
Yes, indeed, Mr. Peters
I can work late tonight
Well, is she near?
Can't she hear what you say?
Dear sir, dear sis
Uh huh, look, dear sis
I know that you've been busy I just need a couple minutes
Take a breath, relax your mind, escape
the weather fair last week?
Dear mama, they were wonderful
All the sights you'll never see
Dear ma, if I could hold you, I'd grab you by the arms
And tell
In Newfoundland my father's family lived on coastal seas
Sent forth by Church of England to spread the ministry
Dear Mr. Hawkins excuse my hand
god
I kill you with the camera on
It's dawn of the dead and you
Mothafucker be dead by dawn
Guess I'm a little nuts
Like giving nukes to Donald Trump
gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky,
Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly
I grew up
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
yesterday but still I had to let her pass
She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing
Dear Tom, I wanted to put this out there but scrapped it so many times
Tried to remix Dear Rappers but 'cided no, first song I discovered was
I Hate
1629, buy some land
Think agriculture; beat that neighborhood
which you claim you love so dear
Are you mankind or what kind of a man?
See, Pops is
CCMII
You watered me 'til I blossomed
Your love I'm tryna fathom
You watered me 'til I blossomed
Your love I'm tryna fathom
Mama Mama Dear Mama
radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr
radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
how easily I could be
Blinded by reflections in the water at night
The stars and the headlights and the sparkle in his eyes
It was only a matter of time
Dear momma, tell em ive been waiting
All these secret handshakes but they skipping through the playlist
Dear momma, they say they love your boy
But
lights fill in the sky
As little stars full of delight
Line six, line one all day long
Call a taxi and sing along
Get some croissant and a baguette
Near
What's up? This Juicy J in the
Building with my dog Star Slinger, nigga
We trippin' man! Preach, nigga!
My chain dumbin' (yes Sir)
Wrist game
a bit
But, I'll pop your bubble, let's talk it over
Count your loss of being a killer
Star's on my shoulder, holding you over
Oh-o-o, oh-o-o, oh oo
the Gull Reef Club Bordered on hand to hand combat / Henny You beat the odds, water Gods now it's time for "shalom" Hey Mr. Paperman, I think it's time
Lady Luck
Lady Luck
Oh dear Mr. Taxidermist
Will you please come immediately
Prepare my flesh and skin
And send it to the lady with the golden ring
My
rockstar pop star i'm going far
Hello hello hello hello
You just another unsaved number treat you all the same
When it's all said and over i'm gon' forget
get eclipsed
And then I star in the movie (LexNour)
Where the underdog leaves the
Wholе game straight confused
You think you rappin' with a
God, you
the pan my boy
And if the oil dun pop stan ya ground my boy
I know they wanna see you flop thats not the plan my boy
Yelling out Dear Diary
Oh what
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