Lyrics:
Oh yeah
It’s your boy Perihon pon dis again oh
(We just wanna make vibes)
(Bagie)
Baby girl you Finer
(Finer finner)
Girl Your ways and your looks e
and catch the fade again
We took those days for granted
Wishing we could have those times again
I wanna go
Back to the good ole' days
I wanna go
Back
[Puff Daddy]
Uh-huh, uh, yeah
What you say? C'mon, yeah
Uh-huh... uh
Now here's a little story, about a girl, with a Big Ole Butt
A-huh, yeah, I
livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell
But then again I'm livin' kind of foul
Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl"
To make a long story
Verse 1:
Hold up
It feels good to be alive
Oh the sun’s up
Did I lose track of the time?
I don’t wanna go back home
I’m out here doing no good
Dame
livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell
But then again I'm livin' kind of foul
Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl"
To make a long story
livin', 'cause, yo, I'm living swell
But then again I'm livin' kind of foul
Cause my girl don't know that I'm out on the prowl"
To make a long story
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
And I think it's a sin
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
And I think it's a sin
you pay
I almost walked away
You could hear a pin drop when this ole man
Stood up and said, I'm gonna say it again like I do every week
For those who
[Chorus]
Miss Cinderella, Miss, Miss Cinderella
Miss Cinderella, Miss, Miss Cinderella
Miss Cinderella, Miss, Miss Cinderella
Miss Cinderella, Miss
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
And I think it's a sin
you pay
I almost walked away
You could hear a pin drop when this ole man
Stood up and said, I'm gonna say it again like I do every week
For those who
The day the music died
We were singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking
The day the music died
We were singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking
(Turn it up)
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
I think its a sin
I
On you
Hey this some grown man shit
You can't be a lil bitch
Sometimes you miss your ole lady Thinking Jody gives her dick
Back on the road again
Headed
nigga life
When he's face to face with that ole', kill or be killed
And here I go again, grabbin' my steel
'Cuz now then I'ma hafta run these niggas
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
Miss my Alabama once again
And I think its a sin,
the distance but I got no ship to run aground
I kinda miss being zooted
But I'm thinking that's stupid
I wish I could find a way back to my home
Ole Cali
I just
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin
Well I
,
I'm okay (okay) it'll be alright again,
I'm okay
Little Miss do your best,
Little Miss never rest,
Little Miss, be my guest, I'll make more
(okay) it'll be alright again,
I'm okay
Little Miss do your best,
Little Miss never rest,
Little Miss, be my guest, I'll make more anytime it runs out
Big wheels keep on turning,
carry me home to see my kin
singing songs about the southland.
I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Yes.
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