Lyrics:
I'll give everything I have
And every part of me to you
I'm completely fascinated by you babe
Bout how selfless and how kind you are to me
This that
And here they come again shook, ooh, ooh
Sugar, ah honey honey you are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
Well
Think of your fellow man
Lend him
to school, Steve," he'd say, "I'll school you
Fool"
I'll school you, fool
But Steve did as she said, and piece by piece
His total college credits began
BLXDE.
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Eight damn bullets in his back
Now he's cold
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Nobody answered his calls
Now he's gone
You know there's a time in every man's life where he gotta make a change
And try to move up to the next level
That day I came and I tracked the beat
"Oh, where are you going?" said Milder to Maulder
"Oh, we may not tell you," said Festle to Foes
"We're off to the woods," said John the Red Nose
It's a D-U-I,
When I slide on the track
Fucking with barry cause I hit hit from the back
She ain't never seen a nigga like this,
She like how a lame
the holes in the fences
Aint blinded by the gold cuz we been rich
Thats why I'm on my toes when suspense hit
For any who oppose get ya shit ripped you
sins, oh yes he did
'Can't you see that the waters are dirty
And everybody knows that the reason is
Holy John has to wash away, wash away
Wash away
Lead In:
You
You
You
Only you
Hook:
Baring for Barry White
Barry White
Baring for Barry White
Barry White
Verse 1
Uh Nigga
You are the finest wine
but don't wait until we all gone just to know what you live for
I'm surrounded by lost souls
Lord, I hope you listening
Only one that I call on.
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics
now what you gon' do?
Is you gon' blast me and blast Kurupt too?
Are you just gon' hold it and act like a bitch, where's he at?
'Cause I got me a gat
Man, what?
Yeah, uh
In the M.A.F.I.A.'s land, y'all
Where loyalty is everything
The M.A.F.I.A forgives but never forgets
Huh, let me tell you
Pops, did you hear the story of Long John Dean?
Not yet drummer
A bold bank robber from Bowlin' Green
Was sent to the jail house yesterday
But
Woke up by 2am feeling like a drunk man
Thinking of the warmth and the touch of your hand
I'm a broken young boy that you used like a toy
And each
ugly where I'm from made it through the sticks and stones
All green attire, transparent, camouflage
Seen through John cena not livin no facade
And I'm
paper like some foreskin
This my planet you a tenant of J
Bright ass colors this Y.M.C.A
In the east of the city
Where I slide every day
In the centre
an MC running like Scooby Doo
Now man are asking "where are you?"
Ayy, what
You think you're the realest of dudes
Just 'cause you shot some food?
Dem man
are drawn by a blank curiosity
(Don't bring 'em up...)
Drawn on mirrors where windows used to be (if you can't put 'em down)
Some people might say
Yeah, Krys Barry in the building Sugar Beats on the track
All my life, I felt different
You know what I'm saying
And I talked to my mom the other Day
and put your melons in cans
(Seven by seven) Rule seven kinda where my heart at
You want beef in the street? Don't start that
'Cause we'll have some
kill this mind so low
I need you by my side
Telling me where you are, my Angelina
I've been looking for you, my Angelina
Baby, tell me yes, for what
and don'ts
Not a record of your faults
He gave his life pay it all
(Dear John) He loves you just the way you are
You are forgiven by His scars
Just open up
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