Lyrics:
in the Renaissance
I'm hitting back hard the resistance
Like Magaret Fuller and Mary Stewart
You see na
Serena
Every space is my space
Yeah, I'm all up
bitch with a curved body
Imma fuck on this bitch like I'm married to her
Imma swim in that pussy like Mary Stewart
Imma speak to that bitch like I'm very
John Phillips/John Stewart
Chorus:
Oh, Miss Mary, where are you wanderin'? (Repeat twice)
Three days and Mary's comin' home.
When Mary was a young
Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy (repeat twice)
And they say that His name was Jesus.
Chorus:
(He come down) He
at your local grocery
Paid about a knot, riding through last night
Might do it, rock to it, Rod Stewart's guitar
Staying Jimmy Page paid rage against
television Give me Cagney anyday
Or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those guys
Who always shoot between the eyes
Between the eyes
the hot tub by the grotto
With some mary and a bottle
He be like chill bae I got you
I feel like I won the lotto
Tell my ex to find a hobby
Stop lurking
at your local grocery
Paid about a knot, riding through last night
Might do it, rock to it, Rod Stewart's guitar
Staying Jimmy Page paid rage against
like kickstands
I'm so hot, kids put me in their iPod
Even atheists play my shit and say
"My God, Jesus, Joseph, and Mary
He's nice" don't compare me
at superstition
Media became television Give me Cagney anyday
Or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all those guys
Who always shoot between
She is a scholar she got some good brain
I'm feeling like Spider-Man she Mary Jane
I beat down her walls and I knock out her frame
Me & Big brutal girl
all the lights but it was okay in the end
And when we hit the Twin Cities, I didn't know that much about it
I knew Mary Tyler Moore and I knew Profane
Lloyd, Randolph Evans, Arthur Miller, Eula Mae Love
Michael Jerome Stewart, Eleanor Bumpers, Yvonne Smallwood, Mary Mitchell
Nicholas Heyward Jr., Frankie
Glenn-Victor Manuel Larosa
Jonathan Sanders-Freddie Gray-Joseph Mann
Salvado EllsWood-Sandra Bland-Albert Joseph Davis
Darrius Stewart-Billy Ray Davis-Samuel
loves champagne when she Eating a meal
When she visit Bristol's bar and grill
Lifestyle like that everyday
People getting mixed up with Mary j
She milk
Maybe
2000 years ago, born in a stable
His mum was Mary her friends called her Mabel
A poor family they couldn't save any money
They always had
For Christmas Is You
All I Want For Christmas Is You
You’re All I Want For Christmas
I could be your Jimmy Stewart, Maybe we’re a perfect match,
It
Yeah mi live eh rich life pon replay tanso
Bimma weh mi drive v8
Vvs pon mi neck mek yuh gyal stray
Benjis benjis counting
Chanti town stewart town a mi
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