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My grandma
She grew up in Hungary
And I don't think
She was that poor
But at some point
The war started
And they sent her to
Auschwitz
And she
Poor Howard, poor boy
Poor Howard, poor boy
Poor Howard, poor boy
Left me here to jump for joy
Pretty little girl with a red dress
Barker
Transported? What was his crime?
Foolishness
He had this wife, you see
Pretty little thing
Silly little nit
Had her chance for the moon
Transported? What was his crime?
Foolishness
He had this wife, you see
Pretty little thing
Silly little nit
Had her chance for the moon on a string
Poor
I got no money and
I find it pretty hard and cliche
Cause I save money
Every single fucking day
Cause I'm poor poor
I'm poor poor poor
I'm poor I'm
stuck on rejection
Willing to make the climb
Give you the space and time
To interface with mine
I'm compelled to
You never gave me false hope
I already
That's the life i chose
I can't give a fuck so please give me space
She suck on my cock now i'm in her face
I spit now i talk through this interface
I'm
with a pretty boy
She wanna marry me, girl are you really sure?
I be chasing money like I'm really poor
Poor me up a drink I need a little more
She say I
So cool, calm and collected
You had a style, a rakish style
Well, my poor heart never connected
You'd stay so long on my mind
Well, isn't it
you keep a secret?
I'm hot for secrets
No, I won't tell you
What?
What?
The poor girl is out of her mind
I am crazy
She might be
So cool, calm and collected
You had a style, a rakish style
Well, my poor heart never connected
You'd stay so long on my mind
Well, isn't it
to be deleted by an owl
I've got to fight this awful situation somehow
Poor Joey *who's a pretty boy then?*
Poor Joey
Poor Joe
Poor Joey
A bundle of joy
the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
you couldn't be more wrong
Like iron sulfide pretty on the surface, take it to the market it's pretty much worthless..poor baby...poor baby
Poor baby
the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
would've asked me
How much time I wished to waste
No one to run to, so I just vent on this interface
But I miss yo pretty face
I hate yo feelings steady
She was a teenage lady
Queen of the teasers as everyone knows
She was a pretty baby
Knew how to move from her top to her toes
He was a young
is a whore
Pretty from yuh rich
But then yuh pretty when yuh poor
If yuh watch duppy show and yuh
See how she a snore
Yuh nuh see di gyal a dead stamp
With a needle in your face
You can make it through the day
They want big bucks
I got change
(poor)
With a drop of alcohol
They can't hear their
I’m so so pretty
You know I'm pretty
I’m so so pretty
You know I'm pretty
I'm going out with my girls and we’ll have fun tonight
To see what kind
the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat
the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
She was a teenage lady
Queen of the teasers as everyone knows
She was a pretty baby
Knew how to move from her top to her toes
He was a young
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