Lyrics:
round like owl, oww
Tryna figure out who's who
And all my bad bitches wanna get down down
All my bitches going COO-COO
Bitch, whats crackin?
I’ma dog I
King James
Take a picture it'll last long like a freeze frame
No Kodak moment but I'm a get the cheese mane
Who do ya know that'll roll wit ya hand in
Red lip stick, rose petals, heart break
I was his Marilyn Monroe
Brown eyes, tuxedo, fast cars
A James Dean on the low, Dean on the low
I ask
While we are on the subject of hard work
I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes hard work"
I was born working and I worked my
me of that song by James Blunt
(Damn right)
Please don't look me in my eyes
Just to tell me that I'm fucking high
My baby don't be a hater
My plug got
a drive-by
Killed my nigga nem
We gon finished them
Finish blitzing them yeah
I just talked to James he up in heaven with the bros now
Walking thru a storm I
I wrote a note to sir James explaining I couldn't sleep.
Can't sleep. I can't sleep. Make sure I'm up by 8.
I turned on the clock radio.
The only
recollecting
You’re forever in my memory
Long live James (Long live James)
Long live JT
The way y’all left it really hurt me
Lord save me
Wish we could live
thighs and face
Days are passing by and grace would start to realize
What she thought would last with her and James ain't seeming right
Ain't no longer
Beer and a buddy. Hot peppers in his bloody
James took his medicine at the bar
His favorite hair of the dog
Was good old holiday eggnog
cnd day
Freaky freaky (Oooh ooh)
Ass so biggie
Biggie biggie (yeah)
Ndidlu cotton
Ricky Ricky (Ricky Ricky)
When u see me
Just know am freaky
Cause you a (freak
So much shit thats going on
Dont ask me
Whats my wear abouts
Blunt with everything I say
The point that
I have cotton mouth
Tried to fuck me
But be
It used to be a 4-H town
Trucks and tractors for miles around
Now it's being settled down by a bunch of city slickers who don't
Even know our zip
I’m screamin free Charles Oakley
I’m yellin free, I’m screamin free
I’m screamin free Charles Oakley
I’m screamin free Charles Oakley
fuck James
the trigger that's how ya become a boss
So when they come around askin' who the fuck gon' talk
I was a legend in the streets not just one small block
So by now
You want a girl who sucks her thumb when she comes, you're just looking for a clean sleep. She doesn't want to see you, she wants to be seen by
And in the morning
We're sipping coffee
And I love you
You're my sunlight
On my cotton clouds
Up in the sky
You're my lifetime
Given by the one
Who's
ho ho
Everybody say
And check it out now
Who is the cat eating out on the town? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And make the whole dining room turn they head
Of justice from it's new wave of leaders:
Frank Rizzo, the high school graduate
Mayor of Philadelphia, whose ignorance
Is surpassed only by those who voted for
teams better step up
no u shoulda kept up
now u gettin smoked on the feild by aaron stecka
who u gunna get man
we still got michael pittman
howard
James Connolly
Collected and Arranged by The Wolfe Tones
The man was all shot through that came to day into the Barrack Square
And a soldier I, I am
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left up to me, and my momma and 'em told me (yes she did)
I say to have a choice to be who you wants
folks is give and take
And I done took so much, now gimme my glory
To have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma
Watching the tension grow
I am sailing off to London
I am accompanied by someone who always pays
I have found a wealthy husband
Who will keep me in
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