Lyrics:
Mama dear, come over here
And see who's looking in my window
It's the butcher boy and oh
He's got a bundle in his hand
Tell me why he winks his
Mama dear, come over here
And see who's looking in my window
It's the butcher boy and oh
He's got a bundle in his hand
Tell me why he winks his
bundles his regrets into a gesture of sorrow,
Bringing you love cap in hand.
Catching breath as he looks through the dining-room window:
candle lit
start
[DIY]
A weird wake
[DIY]
It all changed after Ed's babe
[DIY]
Ed's babe x3
See Ed on a plane
[DIY]
White bundle
[DIY]
In his arms
[DIY]
Ed's baby
could do
So before you go to see her
I thought I'd talk to you"
As the young man held the warm
And sleeping bundle to his chest
He saw
Well, mama killed a chicken
Thought it was a duck
Put him on the table with his legs stickin' up
You gotta bundle up and go, yeah
You gotta
on a force here and give him a criss
Huh
Now we talkin' his
Shock man down like a bundle of his
Huh
Put her on her knees
Shock man down like a bundle of his
Well, mama killed a chicken
Thought it was a duck
Put him on the table with his legs stickin' up
You gotta bundle up and go, yeah
You gotta
and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your wandering boy
Knocking now on your front door
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your bundle of joy
Coming home from
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your wandering boy
Knocking now on your front door
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your bundle of joy
Coming home from
dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back
And he
head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished
With ashes and soot
A bundle of toys
He had flung on his back
And he looked like a peddler
Just
Yeah, yeah
Steppin' on this shit, slidin' on that shit
Praise the Lord, baby
Yeah, money in the church pot
Your nephew work for me, got bundles
Nicholas came with a bound
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A bundle of toys
ashes and soot
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack
His eyes-how they twinkled his dimples
crackhead uncle
Sold him dope in by the bundles
Draw down on him, his own gun though
Fuck about family, where's my hundo
'Fore my clip go knock-knock zero
foot
And his clothes
Were all tarnished
With ashes and soot
A bundle of toys
He had flung on his back
And he looked like a peddler
Just opening his
He's dressed all in fur
From his head to his toes
As he creeps about as quiet as can be.
A bundle of toys
He has flung on his back
Delivering gifts
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your wandering boy
Knocking now on your front door
Let me in, sweet mama
It's your bundle of joy
Coming home from
nigga got this shit under control?
What kinda nigga stash his bundle in his 'bauds?
[Lil' Wayne]
Now hold up...what kinda nigga got them scanks?
nigga got this shit under control?
What kinda nigga stash his bundle in his 'bauds?
[Lil' Wayne]
Now hold up...what kinda nigga got them scanks?
a few miras (He did)
Homie had the bundle
In his bubble coat, Fila (Facts)
Drinkin two eleven we was sippin Uncle Pauly
Mixin up the lean got me feelin
as you ride, right out your socks
Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel
Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
Nasty-girl don't pass
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