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victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in hungarian
very afternoon
And they were sure surprised
When Mrs Johnson wore her
Miniskirt into the room
And as she walked up to the blackboard
I can still recall
The pace so on my
Face I lay praying
Tryna keep the faith
I wait to take
My place inside
Of heavens gates
By your way
Your love fills us
With the grace
So I
clowns
The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger
And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger"
the couple can't seem
To agree, Nicki, who is dressed in a black
T-shirt that says "FEELING
MYSELF, " cheerfully suggests that they poll
The room the producer,
got is always gonna hold
No matter the pictures or the feuds
They mean more than you ass ever could
The fools took me for who I was
And for that, our
a young lion who must learn to accept his destiny as the rightful king of the Pride Lands after his father is killed by his uncle, Scar. The film's stunning
and
Went to the bathroom to wash up
Had some soap on my face and my hand upon the cup
I said-a mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the top choice of them
Hey there ladies, Johnson's free
Who got the law, who got the love to keep a man like me?
[Chorus]
I said, oh na'n'na na
When I die, don't you
her money-maker
But why did it take them so many decades
To give a little praise to who they ran rave to see
[PeeWee]
With a dark complexion she was
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I'll
Like c Peep Show (Topless)
I Pull Up In cll Black, They Like Who Dat (Who Dat)
I Woulda Helped You Bums Out But Y'all Blew That (Blew Dat)
Yeah You
ahead
The wanted posters say "Three Grand
For the Johnson Brothers- dead or alive"
Now Lloyd he knew ‘em good
He used to work on their ranch
They all but
if it's money coming in i give a hand
Staying alive ain't no joke
I got uncles who life got took over by coke
Now i'm nineteen fighting fucking charges
vaccination but the TV already leaves you brainless
And pharmacists don't wanna cure you
They make money, business ain't for you
Unless you're the boss
They
gonna meet
That very afternoon
And they were sure surprised
When Mrs. Johnson wore her miniskirt into the room
And as she walked up to the blackboard
meet that very afternoon
They were sure surprised when Mrs. Johnson wore her mini-skirt into the room
And as she walked up to the blackboard, I still
life
Hand in hand and side by side
They worked hard to simplify
Some folks have and some have not
What really counts
Is what you do with what
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
gonna meet
That very afternoon
And they were sure surprised
When Mrs. Johnson wore her miniskirt into the room
And as she walked up to the blackboard
trending
I'm going right back to stack up racks so they can reach the ceiling
I do not own a foreign whip I ain't even rent it
But who need that shit
I done been through
They don't know about the hoes I done ran through
The pain I been through, so unbearable
Left my X by herself like a variable
give up
No no
Mr. Johnson
Hot dog love song
Unicorn mountain
He ain't never go'ne stop
No no
Tap Dat, Tap Dat
Yeah I Tap Dat
Tap Dat
Yeah yeah
Cheese
There's a biker out in 'Frisco he needs to feel the wind blow
A two-wheelin' hobo who just loves being gone
Chorus:
Wheels they get us where we're goin'
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