Lyrics:
Little girl was down by the waterside
The sun so hot and the roses so red where she lie
As little boys sit and watch as she twirls all around
he put on forty-two and a half tabs of brown acid that he still had from his Woodstock days. Sprickled a little paote on her tongue just for good
to Michael Brown and mothafuck the police, bitch
I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug dealer
I got it sellin'
the wrong places, and get red like scarlet
How I dollar it, I just earn the say
So when the itchy itchy come, I satisfy the crave
And let it fall a little
on approval, for a limited time only...to ...to that nasty little rubber mammy on your kne
Thing-fish:
Sister ob'dewlla 'x'? de mys'try sister? y'all wants
giving man oral for £15
one Friday night she was out making moves
up and down the street in her little red shoes
stopped by a guy in a little black ride
In my black chuck tays
Still sippin brown liquor
With a little side of haze
Smokey smokey gar tokey
That's a mighty big flame
Imma mighty big mayne
Yo brown skin in that red hair you bad baby (who me?)
Heard you poppin and you get it you chase the bag baby (I do)
You got that thing up in your bra
And they overflow like cotton candy
And battlegrounds
Red and brown
But it's all in your mind
So don't waste your time
On little things like
Yeha,
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all
but they all just wick-wick-wack
I'm not white or red or black, I'm brown
From the Boogie Down
Productions, of course our music be thumping
Others
of the Outer|Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under|the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us
Boots with the fur at the house
Brown and black cash cow
Decimal system, Dewey
Cash by the large amounts
You know I'm not none of these guys
I made
and that's by any mean
By any means, by any means I'm going all out and that's by any means
Imma brown chic weigh 130
Always keep the 380 on
I bake bread, I
it's just as red as the blood itself
Miss Brown, your blood tastes oh so great
You know I'd like to excavate
Every single thing alive or dead
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all
red."
"Hi," said the little white morning dove,
"I'll tell you how to regain your love.
Court her by night and court her by day,
never give her time
She been plottin' on my brown cock (brown cock)
Last night I slept over hers (over hers)
During sex, I overheard (I overheard)
A sword sliced
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
With a picture by Sam a painting by John
And a bonnie black hoss to lead you along
Lucky green wagon you were raggedy brown
Now there is red
you
Jesus Loves the Little Children
All the Children of the world
Red
Brown
Yellow
Black
And White
They are precious in his sight
Jesus Loves
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
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