Lyrics:
Marianne, oh, Marianne, oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mamma home, she never will say
Marianne, oh, Marianne, oh, won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea
Leave your fat old mamma home, she never will say
ghetto heaven
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside
Drum rolled tight, her canvas
already knowing how it go
You already knowing what to do
I ain't got to tell her cut loose
She straight to it like a stray bullet
I got hard and it stayed
marry me
But the world spins anyway
And that's just a few
Of the women I pursued
Some fooled around
Some let me down
But they led me here to you
Brandy
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
last, ahh
What we had, is the past, movin' passed, aah
Baby, like 1, 2, 3 (Ah)
You could just come by me (Come by)
If you just wanna see (Ooh)
What you
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
Come and see how he come in the game like an intrusion
Who's him Deshay supply the beats so I bruise'em, oozin
Im losin' my self control, you niggas is
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, want you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
heaven...
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven...
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
you can find me with the finest hoes
Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes
I got a fetish for the stones, I'm heavy on the ice, man
Been a young savage like Randy
Picking up pack and it's candy
Need a Maybach no Camry
Bitch I'm on track you on plan B
My chick get so mad she can't
gotta break it down like Missy Miss
She had the "hee hee, who got the keys?"
You don't need that if you got the no start V
Where you push the button, that
for dead
She tried to kill me
But there’s something she forgot
The love between a son and father is impossible to stop!
My oldest boy who saved me
My
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
Oh it's real
Surrender for Jehovah is real
How long will you sleep
Troubled by the thoughts that YOU keep
The idols YOU heap
Causing
my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you how great you are
You're the top - you
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"
U2, and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids, in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19,
my muse
1st place the move, 2nd is 1st to lose
One you can't screw, I'm steps ahead with the tools
One time, for everybody who could rhyme
Two times,
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