Lyrics:
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Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit,
Jealousy, the green eyed monster
Controlling, possessive, qualities you'll never conquer
You guard over me like I'm some kind of treasure
Bet you
1995 i'm old
School hating Tom-guy, alright
Tom: yeah!
Tom: Oh shit, hey let's all
Say some dirty words
Everyone say "fuck!", everyone say
"shit!",
some other girl showed up b
: m YAAAAAAAH!
Gaga!
Get on kneels
Dum dum, da-di da
Dum dum, da-di da dadda da-di da
Dum dum, da-di da dum dum, da-di da
(Yuh)
It's kind of funny cause she's not even my type (Yuh)
I'm laying pipe (Yuh)
I took your wife (Yuh)
It isn't right no
What a fucking life yo
I'm
people will go
Yeah some people been hurtin' me
You can tell by look, by the slightest crook
In the neck or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see
people will go
Yeah some people been hurtin' me
You can tell by look, by the slightest crook
In the neck or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see
The Brain Of A Miss World
Stiched Up With Love By Her Husband To Be
Reanimated For All Men To See
It Seems She's A Monster Amidst Human-kind
I Think She's
the room, without Omnisphere, you sound harsh and horrible
Borsch, potato, and some kind of meat on my plate made a monster
Beat up the beat, fix my posture,
You gotta come harder than that
When I get some new money I won't even touch it i'm gone put it all in the stash
Yea yea yea yea
You gotta come
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
lied
If you wanna see the void
Then look into my eyes
I left all my friends
Now there's no one in sight
Left at peace, it's time to take some time
numbers
Except they're not vermin
They're all monsters
Now the fifth fleet needs me to come tag in?
I'd rather kick back
Drink mead by the flagon
I've never
of the monster
He rescues the maiden fair
But we know she's a demon
Come to lute him to the demon's lair
Through restless foliage and tall trees he leads
for the neon signs
Most these folks ain't like most these folks Keep in mind that some folks lie
And if you ever need a place to go Just look for
Who am I? Could he ever be on your side?
She's some kind of mannequin goddess
I don't know a word that I'm saying
But it sounds like something
floated by
I stood and held your hand.
And nobody else's hand will ever do
Nobody else will do
Then I awoke
Was this some kind of joke
Much
the alarms
This is not a test
Coming back a second time, something draws me close
I can't stand by and have this monster jump from the shadows
You hear some
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
some feelings
I need you to believe
That I'm drowning, now I’m sounding
Like a monster, I never thought I'd be
Think it’s lonely at the top
Now my body
when they turn you in? Do you show forgiveness?
What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
What kind of den did they put
I'm over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams of the west coast
Palm trees
Short sleeves
Ridin three wheel motion
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