Lyrics:
Oh little girl of mine, gee you sure look fine
Yes you appeal to me, I'll never set you free
'Cause you're my lovin' baby till the end of time
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
should have said, "I can't come"
There's a girl with braces,
Standing by the punch bowl and she's making funny faces
I guess she wants to dance
I
Yeah
and I go by the name
This some TMFA initiative Ladies and Gentlemen
introducing
I'm something like
John the baptist to these rap saviours
everything's gee
Cause baby I clearly see
That you acting different round me
You prolly think there's another girl between
My whole life
My momma told me be
the wedding begin
Shot by an arrow of cupid through the string of a G-clef
My dear, I claim you're def
And if you can hear me, by golly gee
Trugoy is ready
the wedding begin
Shot by an arrow of cupid through the string of a G-clef
My dear, I claim you're def
And if you can hear me, by golly gee
Trugoy is ready
the sand!
[repeat]
But he remembered memories of walkin'
Through the puddles
Sayin' "Gee dad, am I the one who's wanted by
The federal Government doesn't
love it, I can't help it
Too much death on the streets, and we dealt it
Van Ness Boys, The Hoovers, The 60s
Bounty Hunters, 8-Treys, all coolin out, gee
She stands over there
In the corner by the chairs
With a frown and a finger on her lips
Spitting on the dancefloor
Turning down the sound
With
The new generation of slaves
My little girl's going insane
The standard of beauty is fake
Just look at the suicide rate
And we got to find a new way
We
That other girl in town whose name's the same as mine
Yes Mister postman it was opened by mistake
I read enough to know that someone's heart is gonna
sulfuric acid
Girl you nasty, now the lips of this spliff is, like, wet as shit from your lipstick
You could just have it, but you still gotta fatty
Still
by my
Ek weet jy het seer gekry
Sit jou lyfie in my groen trui
Oh, bly vanaand by my
Bly vanaand by my
Bly vanaand by my
Wie's die girl daar onder jou
another dead pigeon
If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
G.I.
Rosie: He would gladly, face those bullets, for he's not afraid to die.
Girls: For he's a fine abstanding patriotic, healthy normal American boy.
vanaand by my
Ek weet jy't seergekry
Sit jou lyfie in my groen trui
O bly vanaand by my
Bly vanaand by my
Bly vanaand by my
En wie's die girl daar onder
No trouble, I'll bust your bubble then leave you for ruin
Such come a dime a dozen, fuck some
You lost the race by a dick slut's cum 'cause nuts won
and repeat
Getting a rise over anime girls
At least we beat our meat to girls we won't ever meet and catch an std
You can suck deez nuts
At least i have
a gee, I live by the code
I cannot cheat on a goddess
I can plug you for the wrongest reasons
But I'm always getting elevated
Never put myself in
by the code (Scoo oop)
Ricch kinda disappear when I need him but he still my bro
I'm bout all the blessings
You gotta listen
I'm bout all that time
ten gee's
I stack up my money
Never spend careless
I got a talent so I gats invest When i smile many
Dey people vex
No be my fault am covered by Grace
fiend white girl on the scene
Tiger's blood rub rub rub a dub dub
Hallelujah thanks for that ill hip hop
I don't want to stop I want to roll and then I
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