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Compilations
Compilations
Classic eighties countdown, one hit wonders too
Man that Counting Crows song has me feelin' kind of blue
Sold by MTV-jays, marketed
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
of independent artists we don't get the same kind of recognition as big names and don't get as many streams. But, by my calculations it seems as though 18 of our
pictures and the cars and the wallets
He wants them big things like them ?Tits? and ?Dolly Partons?
Got mad bodies, ?Roy is hotter than Cochran?
Besides
pockets
I want the kid's pictures and the cars and the wallets
He wants them big things like them ?Tits? and ?Dolly Partons?
Got mad bodies, ?Roy is
(Dolly Parton)
He's a go getter, go getter
When his wife gets off from work, he'll go get her
Now I've got a neighbor that lives down the road
(Dolly Parton)
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm
like we sellin' books
Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
Now my bitch a dancer, I'm 'bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you'd
(Dolly Parton)
Some men find her sexy, some men disagree
But if she's not, it's not because she doesn't want to be
She wears a push-up bra from
beauty Dolly Parton gluteus maximus
Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),
Straight Centerfold Suzette
I`m in the mix (I`m in the mix)
(Dolly Parton)
Thumbing for a ride by the edge of the road
With a brown paper bag to hold my clothes
But tonight I'm going home where I belong
If
weed in my drawer
Got them bomb seeds in my garden
Valley Girl, Dolly Parton
If that shit don’t be poppin’
Got them dope fiends in Compton
Got my niggas
I'm still out here à la cartin'
Playin' Dolly Parton in the crib, this is not an apartment
Could've been the hardest niche artist but I like chartin'
the devil wear a leopard coat
Back when Johnny Carson was
Dicking down Dolly Parton
Bang your pardon this my third life
I'm parking on the turnpikes
Searching
step out of the way
Miley Cyrus, Dolly Parton
I'm over here sipping Natty
'Cause I'm kind of the worst
I'm the country equivalent of Fred Durst
Hey baby
of Dolly
Dolly and Charlie got a son named Wally
And Wally got a girl by the name of Polly
Polly got a sister by the name of Molly
Molly and Polly got
juice and gin (Aye)
Cover her in specimen (Wink)
That boost my adrenaline (Win)
Her hair look like pussy (Pink)
Her tits Dolly Parton (Big)
Them things
and twelve was the
Year that we lost her
Twenty years previous she was in
The Bodyguard with Kevin Costner
She had a big hit with
A Dolly Parton composition
of Dolly
Dolly and Charlie got a son named Wally
And Wally got a girl by the name of Polly
Polly got a sister by the name of Molly
Molly and Polly got
face could go where milk cartons be pockets on swole told the banker dolly parton me
I fell in love with them hunneds i fucked up the game now its right
kindergarten
She had the nicest boobies and remind me of Dolly Parton (Tits)
My first grade teacher bought my first set of markers
My second grade teacher,
my shift?] and I'm with that
Baby brother here's an album I submitted in
Said sing my compilation till it's sold and sold out
And let the wax get cut
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