Lyrics:
beg my pardon Dolly
I said Dolly, Dolly Parton
It's goin for the 3 hunnid no Spartan
Geekers, get geekers
Got that white boy, Leave it to Beaver (Aye)
Stand By Your Man. That's what I'm talkin' about.
Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, Connie Smith, Johnny Paycheck, remember him - Take This Job and Shove It;
(Dolly Parton)
Thumbing for a ride by the edge of the road
With a brown paper bag to hold my clothes
But tonight I'm going home where I belong
If
(Dolly Parton)
Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
Skin as fair as Lily's hair, as golden as the corn
They knew that she was special
like we sellin' books
Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
Now my bitch a dancer, I'm 'bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you'd
beauty Dolly Parton gluteus maximus
Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),
Straight Centerfold Suzette
I`m in the mix (I`m in the mix)
blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh
(Dolly Parton)
Busy signal
That's what I get when I call you
Busy busy
Talking to someone new
I wish I knew
I shouldn't worry 'cause it's
Stupid, stupid love like cupid
I'm the drummer boy so do it, do it
Little baby, pa rum pa pum pum (O-o-o ooh)
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pa pum pum
I
(Dolly Parton)
Beauty is a rare perfume
Precious, yet doesn't last long
Youth is but a playful breeze
That blows our way once then moves on
Love
(Dolly Parton)
Busy signal
That's what I get when I call you
Busy busy
Talking to someone new
I wish I knew
I shouldn't worry 'cause it's
(Dolly Parton)
The snow was fallin' swiftly and it mounted on the street
Little footprints in the snow made by our children's feet
As I walked
favorite karaoke songs to Dolly Parton, one of the many notables who has stopped in to karaoke at Santa's Pub.
The track, produced by LuckySky Music's Bill
sucking that dirty black dong
Stop and grab the shlong, and play ping-pong
That shit stretch a long way to Hong Kong
I met Dolly Parton's man in Tennessee
drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
macaroni pans
Do the baloney dance, it's always hard and sticky
When I die bury me between Dolly Parton's tiddies
I'm a sex cymbal
I'm a freaky hi-hat
need a tag to be hunting you
Drake with a drum sitting next to me, but pussy boy I am not a drummer
Motherfuckers keep on testing me, don't they know
blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh
I'm still out here à la cartin'
Playin' Dolly Parton in the crib, this is not an apartment
Could've been the hardest niche artist but I like chartin'
Little Annie never had a Christmas
Her family was too poor
While walking by she saw a sign
At the local department store it said
"Just around
the devil wear a leopard coat
Back when Johnny Carson was
Dicking down Dolly Parton
Bang your pardon this my third life
I'm parking on the turnpikes
Searching
that white girl, Dolly Parton,
My crib in the sky, ain't worried bout no drive-bys,
I'm the biggest inspiration in these niggas eyes,
I'm too high and I
street start in
In ya squirrels garden
I’m thirsty you might get
Scared like jane martin
Flocka flag test the opposite of dolly parton
With the trojan
fear was
Is getting what I want
And not being content
I be making little rap songs
Just so I can vent
Got a lot on shit on my chest
Dolly Parton
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