Lyrics:
crew, with my gang, we all veterans
Just like Micheal Myers, I am a killer
Crossing the country, call me Joe Miller
They tried to lock me up, they think
One day Joe Miller
Walked out of his father’s home
He stopped an eighteen wheeler
And went away alone
We saw him at the crossroads
He looked us in
scrap,
to raise the dollar, baby what you make of that?
Joe Hillis Miller, your logic means the earth was flat.
Don't you think? Or do you think?
'Cause
Release Me
Performer：Joe Junior
Composer ：Eddie Miller / Robert Gene Yount / James William Pebworth
Lyricist ：Eddie Miller / Robert Gene Yount /
lonely and old Joe Miller
I've got everybody up I'm a pillar
I make beats for anyone I'm a dealer
You forced me to cheat I'm not a cheater
I was broke
a single three weeks ago
Steve Miller Country Joe, John mayall
The eagles, Bob Dylan
Elo john Fogerty Fleetwood Mac with
Stevie nicks, Phil collins, Peter
Love You Now
(clec Miller, Goran Kralj, Joe Doyle)
I thought a dozen fresh cut flowers
c simple I'm sorry was a slight of hand
That could turn
Man wish it was all a dream, damn
So, rest in peace to Greg, Joe, and yea Mac Miller
Sweetapple Wes, the lyrical drug dealer
Most dope, so mannila
whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Introducing Henry Miller
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
Ain't a showman any smarter operates the Golden Garter
When
Fat Joe
And that bitch, Remy Martin
We thuggin'
You know the rest
Got the tank top on that show the vest
I know some chickens that be
rug cutter
A very close friend of misses Butter
Butter, smother, Abi Gezunt
I'm a cat that takes it slow
Now look Joe dig my togs, they sure the best
but I whoop hoes like my sisters
R.I.P. to Bob Dan, I miss that nigga like Miss Miller
Me and Joe together
That's my motherfuckin' bag, brother
Don't
Dolly Parton, Johnny Cash
Porter Wagoner and the Hag
Faron, Lefty, Roger Miller, King of the Road
Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wy
Buck, and Don, and Charlie
whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away
Introducing Henry Miller
Just as busy as a fizzy sasparilla
Ain't a showman any smarter operates the Golden Garter
When
anyway he can
Uncle Joe's camp sits on the water
You can fish, you can swim, you can hop in a boat
Uncle Joe's camp fits a lot of people
You don't have
By the times she reached her teens,
She'd turned John Miller green,with jealousy
Just like you knew she would.
And then the flowers started,and she
Ramblin' Rose
(Noel Sherman - Joe Sherman)
Ramblin' rose, ramblin' rose
Why you ramble heaven knows
Wild and wind blown, that's how you've grown
Who
crack-away!
Whip crack-away!, Whip crack-away!, Whip crack-away!
Introducin' Henry Miller,
just as busy as a fizzy sarsparilla.
He's a showman and he's
and Miller sucks so bad
I'm Joe Queer, I've tried em all, I've spilled more than you had
Hey you motherfuckers
I only drink Bud
Ben Weasel don't know
la pista
la neta es lo mejor que han visto
morro lárguese de mi vista
si no le fluye pal pisto joe x2
enamorado de high miller
las bocinas suenan soy
buntin' on 'em
Somebody should pump you up, you best get Joe Budden on 'em
New couch, I'm fuckin' on it, after that, don't fuckin' want it
Bitch, I'm
the shit mami
Take you to Joe's, put some'ing on your wrist mami
[Hook - 4x]
[Theresa Esclovon]
I love, your whole thugged out side
That all, just drives
Black smoke rolling from my old rambler
I pulled into joe's auto supply
Desperate for some kind of answer
Ol' joe, he's a friend of mine
I
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
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