Lyrics:
You've Got Your Troubles
Performer：The Fortune
Composer ：Roger Greenaway / Roger Cook
Lyricist ：Roger Greenaway / Roger Cook
I see that worried
HERE COMES THAT RAINY DAY FEELING AGAIN
WRITERS ROGER COOK, ROGER GREENAWAY
Here comes that rainy day feeling again
And soon my tears they will
"Something's Gotten Hold Of My Heart"
(Roger Cook/Roger Greenaway) adaptation française Ralph Bernet
Quelque chose en moi tient mon cœur
Gardant mon
Green Grass
Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Written by Roger F. Cook and Roger John Reginald Greenaway
Peak chart position # 8 in 1966
Green grass
What A World
Deborah Allen, Mabon Teenie Hodges, Roger Cook
What A World
What A World
Oh What A World this could be
I would be for you baby Just
Green Grass
Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Written by Roger F. Cook and Roger John Reginald Greenaway
Peak chart position # 8 in 1966
Green grass
Jeff Cook/Teddy Gentry/Ronnie Rogers/Greg Fowler, 3:43
I worry all day and I can't go to sleep at night
Thinking about baby and wondering who's
on my wrist watch, operation mayhem, page 10 of anarchist cook book, jolly roger look it up, reason to be shook, i assume to down acid, lumping in
Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W, ha
Weezy Baby
This is Tha Carter, man
Rim low, all I can see is the flow, now let's go
Roger, you're
Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W, ha
Weezy Baby
This is Tha Carter, man
Rim low, all I can see is the flow, now let's go
Roger, you're
somebody
You know that saying?
It's like "You've been running through my mind"
Well, that happens to Tyler Rogers
All the goddamn time
At work on third shift
Roger with the hits man I serve 'em up, I serve 'em up, yeah
I'm serving, they observing
They wanna know how I cook all these verses
My approach putting
dibble-dabblin', river boat gamblin'
Roger rabbitin', stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
Stay with me
Think I got somethin' to put in your oven
Cook us up
Yeh I'm on the way
Swerving through traffic
Ignoring the lanes lil bish I'll be there today
She said I'm cocky I roger then copy
Cause I never hear
Shawty just popping on IG, lame niggas be gassing the body
How you gon cook up the beef and then snitch
Niggas is 69 and Shotty (Treyway)
We come
Came from donga flag
Now designer Down
Came from pro poor country
Now we up town
My Country girl cook me torborgee and hold it down
Mix the serees
Roger
"How you mess up some basic step?!"
Hustle harder than line cooks over the mix
We straight baking like souffles and baguettes
Serving ish up like
bag
Do you copy that
Roger, roger
I'm Johnny Cash
I'm the man in black
I got cigarette burns all over my wrist
Because I fucked the population
With
left brain like the hype was mellow, in a cycle hello
To the goodbyes, team full of villains so no good guys
See this took time, on my cook grind
Out on the waves, so goes the tale, The Jolly Roger sails
And at the helm, be a captain who, has a bone to pick with you
He's a skarvy shark with
Talking with the little men
Big money transaction cop, cook
And deliverin'
Went to cop five and my connect
Brought me ten of them
I gave him dab and told
the cheese (cheese)
I'm ballin', baby, you see this nigga shine (shine)
I'm runnin' shit, ha, finish line
K-Mac cook that beat, I eat it like it's dinner
a great big ol' Bluecat on a driftin' jugline
Sells his hardwood timber to the chippin' mill
Cooks that crystal meth because his shine don't sell
He
a great big ol' Bluecat on a driftin' jugline
Sells his hardwood timber to the chippin' mill
Cooks that crystal meth because his shine don't sell
He
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