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she finally talked to me later, she told me please don't hate her
But her mother didn't like me and she really didn't expect me
To move up to Boise,
years old
Just completely by luck
Wandered into one of the best schools
In the world for taekwondo i just got lucky
I got really, really, really lucky
I
Snake, Big John, and Me
By Denny Leroux and Skip Cherubino
Comin' out the bayou, all alone
So tired my back's broke, got no strength
on my mind
I told her I relate, yeah, like I really give a fuck
All bullshit aside, yeah, girl, you know what I'm in it for
By way that you look when I
I'm really in the mood
Baby
Let's get in the groove
Baby
So, what you got to loose
Baby
It's just me and you
Ba-by
I'm really in the mood
Baby
Let's
Jordan David
MuuuFucka
Look
Shawty got it and she know just what she doin wit it
Got the whole room lookin at her when she movin it
Groove wit it,
y'all don't really know me like you think you know me
We know how you speculate
Thinking we gon' hit your friend if you object to date
Claim we're
to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing
to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing
Words and music by Freddie Mercury and John Deacon
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah!
You're taking all the sunshine away
Making out like you're the main
Yeah
Shit sound crazy, Hit
The Butcher comin', nigga
See the difference is
From me and y'all niggas, I really did this shit though
So I can say
and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall
With my framed autographed sunglasses
With Elton John's name on my drag wall
I'm out the closet, I've been lyin'
on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall, get your back off the wall, tell me
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics
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He grabbed me by the shirt
While I was paying for my beer
And screamed "There you are Balthazar
I knew I'd
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
with you baby
Cuz I really want to make this little bell ring.
Ding dong, ding.
I feel cold and I want to get you by my side
I feel bold and I want
So don’t you worry bout no problems just move a yo feet
Come real close shake your body and groove to the beat
You don’t gotta impress nobody just do
Really got me
Simpin
Pissed Off
Codeine dreamin
Is jusst the
Way you movin
Got me actin different
You stuck
By my side
I'm Convicted
Got me committed
So
I'd like to introduce
Mmm
I'm still the one God
I'm still the one You told my mama
He would live on
No more fighting
Take my fear and get my groove
we out and about she ride by my side
Shawty got a look
She looking too fine
She really got me in a...
She really too nice
I gotta feeling I ain’t
or live civil and humble
The Groove'll rumble with any band, word from any land
Try to imagine they can take us, but they really can't
Brothas'll slice
By the time you read these lines
I know I'll be gone like the novel “Dear John”…
By the time you read these lines
I'll be gone
I'll be gone
I'll be
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