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getting skewered by this cock again
She treat her legs like an artichoke dip and some bread
Hit the Heimlich from behind her while she soaking up the bed
And I don't know how it ends girl
But I fell in love with my Best Friend
Through all the dudes that came by
And all the nights that you'd cry.
Girl I was
And I dont know how it ends girl
but I fell in love with my Best Friend
Through all the dudes that came by
And all the nights that you'd cry.
I was there
BANG!
was my friend to the end
Chukie was a lucky so here's your end friend
I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice
the newer to the new not the old spice
the funk's gone
There's funk in everything you do so don't be stupid
You might imagine me funky though like Cupid
What is this? This is a tribute to the Mob
on the breeze
Will call my name out and your dream
Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk
With your love by your side
The old accordion man plays mellow
happened to pretty Jane's pot of gold
By the way do you know what a hippie does when he's old
And it's too late to turn back now
Summertime sweet, neon
happened to pretty Jane's pot of gold
By the way do you know what a hippie does when he's old
And it's too late to turn back now
Summertime sweet, neon
you
I'd do anything to get back to
To get you back to my hands
My old best friend
Best friends to enemies
This could last for centuries
Hatfields
blinding
Fuck your friends they only keep you reminded
You're tethered to this world your spirit battles in silence
Overstimulated by soft drugs and violence
like minds
I know you
You've quite a knack for
Bringing back old memories
To help you, dear
To see the forest for the trees
Now I recall you dressed
mean, don't get me wrong, by third grade that'll start happening, I'm aware of that. But I'd like to think I would be the valedictorian of kindergarten.
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
friend think i'm famous
Girl you got them dark eyes, like midnight
Jolly with the dirty sprite, it's alright
I don't wanna get high, to get by
She was
the years have gone so fast we have been here for so long
Laughing with our old friends and the whiskey taste delicious
We are still young and for this world
win
I told you a million times that she just friend
But you don't wanna hear it think she just like them
And I don't even blame you why you thinking
at the auburn sky
There's an old man there from the Old World
To him, it's all the same
Calls all his customers by name
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down
Well, I tell you a story that's got no end
I forgot my love and I lost my friend
The murder was easy to soft my charm
But this darkness is about
sky
There's an old man there from the old world
To him, it's all the same
Calls all his customers by name
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down
(Same Time) s:
The day, end it peacefully bF:
Face looks like a used condom the bottom
S: We can do this easily
BF: Don't get why you're so mad
Just
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
this trend
See life slips by
Like a cliff covered in grease
And if all the handles rot
How will I ever find peace
A million thoughts swirling round my
Let's go to a place and cry there
We can run away and hide there
We can get old and we can die there
We should do less stressing
And forget about our
(No-No-No-No!)
Don't miss my fake friends (Brrr!)
They testin' my patience
And now they want in, yeah (They Do!)
They just want a spot on the private jet
Hell like
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