Lyrics:
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so
cannabis
Her hips like ah dis
Ah
Her hips like ah dis like ah high man Like cannabis
What's ma name, Hunter
Huntylala
Big Poppa show stopper
Dat nigga big
long, I`ve been alone too long
need someone, to show me what love means
oh no, I know I`m not a star I`m not a shining star
Just a face in the crowd I´m
Oh I saw a hunter daddy
Pointing a shotgun
I turned back time
Oh features of a burning valley
Pointing the south line
Where Venus made wine
Holy kind
as
The wine seeps through your teeth
The valley's getting lower
But the highs are higher than they've ever been
When's the last time I think I felt this
drink to find forgetful valleys where I can leave old memories behind
But always just before I reach them sorrow overtakes the wine
These tears can
Seven Suns (She’s a Hunter)
Alright boys
We’ve been on this Space Station far too long
We’ve worn out our welcome now it’s time to go
Strap on your
There's a place in the Eye of Sauron
Where the galactic cops don't show
It's where the cursed souls go
And where the wicked parties are thrown
All
Clothe me with your majesty
Abandon me, you'll never
You lead me through the valleys
Show me where the ocean meets the sky
Cause you give everything that
drink to find forgetful valleys where I can leave old memories behind
But always just before I reach them sorrow overtakes the wine
These tears can
this one gave birth
And the hunters nowhere took we found on this planet Earth
Hubby's home and dinner's on the wine or TV
Well, the news is on and it's
Gal me I give it all to you
I give it all to you
Golibe golibe
Golibe na gobe oh
Anything you want I go obey oh
Yeh
Gal sweet like a fine wine
Gal you
Ak
Uh ah Yeah
As I walk through the valley of shadow and death
Imma be wearing a vest
Yeah
Ain't no s on ya chest but I feel like I'm Luthor no lex
I
the truest nigga
I do more shows than The Roots to Carol Lewis
Creative artist, never play the targets of game hunters
You may want to test this product
old song, been sad for weeks
JBirdFly is what you need
Yeah I know it's been a long time coming
But when I'm on I'm droppin' heat
Hold the show, they
machines out front in the valet, not the alley
In my Ballys cracking bitches from the valley out in Cali
With that bread, I'm a beast, you don't know about
The stars are bright
So let the wine flow
We'll still cover the clouds
With drinks and [?]
So dance all night
Show your lover the world
With
Name's Brad. I'm a professional wild boar hunter.
No shit?
You bet your ass!
They're mean, they're lean be careful they'll eat your spleen
They love
eye squint.
Heart full of fear but it can’t show
in the shadow of the valley, I’m live on Death Row!
Interlude
We have a man behind the walls
comes
face the king of the burning ground
he who decides how the future begins
he who'll show them a world without you
and he, who rules
MyOVO Flow LOFLO
Let Our Family Live On
c million transformers how we roll out getting fast lane money on a slow route unsupervised children how we show
Damn baby girl you summertime fine (fine)
Let me catch you in that corner for that summertime wine (word)
Like sheesh where they made you at
Your body
C.E.O. LIFESTYLE
Out in Napa Valley just red wine sipping
I been told you
I don't trip bout no vixen
Just found out I'm the chief of the village
The scarecrow and the hunter, can't keep me away
The winter winds a blowin' couldn't lead me astray
You can separate the flock still my colors would show
I
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