Lyrics:
On the 11th of April 1912
The queen of the ocean had started her life
With1300 passangers she sailed out from Cork
Lead by 900 sailors on her way
by my side
The crew might, felony
Outside
In the dark side yeah
Run the miles
Running up the miles yeah
Seen a flash
Went to seen a flash yeah
sacred core that burns inside of me
and I feel the storm, all wet and warm, not ten miles away,
approaching my Mexican home
'My God', I cried, 'it's so
too fast
Yeah, that's it right there, that's it, do it just like that
Only you can do it just like that
And I love it when your hair still wet 'cause
No sex in the house or you're gonna get kicked out
BDSM bitches get tricked out
Chilling at home, by myself, with my dick out
Never had sex, never
too fast
Yeah, that's it right there, that's it, do it just like that
Only you can do it just like that
And I love it when your hair still wet 'cause
the eyes of a tiger
(Tiger)
The pride of a lion
The lungs of a stallion
Best believe I'll put these miles in by the thousand
(Thousand)
Woah, by the thousand
J’avais pas le choix que de grandir dans la nouveauté
Lyrical with a dope flow, like a real G day by day we get it done
Took a L that was yesterday
Get
like ok
Shawty you the baddest and that's all I got to say
All these nights really want a piece of your cake
But I can get you wet like the ocean by
a mile
How you going back door your bruvah you foul
Got shit on lock in the paint like i'm yao
Shawdy so wet had to fuck onna towel
Draining my dick she in
New rug in the living room
Pull up to it in sum wit no miles on it
I got my bitch a tree and a couch to fit
Bout to pour me out
A whole ounce a the piff
least expect it,
Nurtured by a kiss or a tear that wets it.
Love will grow if one just lets it,
Let love grow.
I know you, have feelings for me too
It's kinda crazy when you put your mind to it, draw a line to it, draw a line through
it, walk a mile to it, sorta sound stupid
Words never make
There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging
In the shadow of my cabin
And it roamed the velvet valley till today
But I tracked it by the river
And I
Artist: Ray, Goodman & Brown
Album:
Title:
By:
Offset:
Heaven In The Rain -1981 - 4:19
LP/CD: Stay - Polydor 1981
Composers: D. Thomas,L.
your flight)
Baby, I'ma big dog but I don't bite
She got that wet, wet, wet Pedialyte(Oooh she got that wet, wet)
800 for some shit, I think a night (I
on them guitars just right
Everybody singin' Dixieland Delight
Like a bobber on a wet line
We just tryna catch a good time
Eighty degrees and the sun
wake up wet, soaked in sweat
Tell you all you want to know (hang him by a thread)
time my time With me
I'm keep it 1G
And if Nigga call collect would you wait by the phone for me
I'm wait baby
And if nigga got you wet would you keep it
coal
That burns inside of me
And I feel a storm
All wet and warm
Not ten miles away
Approaching
My Mexican home
My God! I cried, it's so hot inside
on them guitars just right
Everybody singin' Dixieland Delight
Like a bobber on a wet line
We just tryna catch a good time
Eighty degrees and the sun
Wetcha wet us Wetcha Wetcha
Look I was yah high to a peanut
Making big money pulling big stunts
Blowing big blunts
Showed niggas how to stunt
Fish
on them guitars just right
Everybody singin' Dixieland Delight
Like a bobber on a wet line
We just tryna catch a good time
Eighty degrees and the sun
tears and go ahead till you're surrounded by the sea
Ooh, life has got you haunted see if you're able to stay
Rig your engine and dump it off yeah
Every
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