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on the cobbles out on the cobbles I'm out on the cobbles sixteen on the side Twenty four on the cobbles Hold up your hands and dance if you can Stop looking like
it ain't all for her But she's white cobble Skinned up pale and she's thinned up Yeah, the modern beauty queen Pleated skirts, collared shirts An old
When she's half cut I can never keep up On the cobbles of the road I think it's fucked up Sip a drink you're so boring One more drink's gonna roll me
me reason to fight I'll give you one to believe From my head down to my heels Won't it swallow my pride? Won't it cobble up my hurt? Won't it slash
at and booked with the variegated tract Ignored her breath to cobble up your brecciated pac The spartans showed their children how inebriated act Why'd you
Tuesday Nigga Said he ain't about the games But he do play Nigga Tell the truth No Cruise Bob Stewart day Nigga You too blue to save I'm trying to cobble up
cobble up a soul c drive us to the sun You still left Like rain at sunset You're beautiful regret When I watched you walk away Leave me here With my
Burnin' brown, juice in the bottle, play Zay Stuck to the ground, we goin' full throttle on the A8 Thoughts profound, cobble up, end of the day, sway
MOTHER’S LOVE TRACE IN LADIES WHO CROSS THEMSELVES AS THEY GO OUT COBBLE-STONE STREETS THAT WIND UP THROUGH THE HILLS A CASTLE IN RUINS, OLD MAN AND HIS
I'm locked forever in this . . . I went for my mother to a holy shrine The wheelchairs rattled through the afternoon Over the cobbles and up
in a bottle Swimming on this shit I don't even got on goggles Stone cold they comparing me to cobble Fucking shit up fucking shit up Doing what I want
Fought back tears of loneliness Never thought I could Never thought I could New shoes carry me up cobble hill I walk patiently Garden flat cup of tea
all the way up All the way up Fly until I'm all the way up All the way up Cobble stones with the cracks down below You won't ever see me falling
and grappled every dragon that's cackled Scrambled up the cobble stone steps, knees creak with each breath Fleece breached from sword swipes, pupils seen horrid
Running up the cobbles with those blue tinsel eyes Parading in your aviator where’s it gonna be tonight? Dancing down the bridges past the wet
Two step to hell Find me at the bottom of the driest well Climbing up the cobble with a mighty grip Tryna find me a sip, but only time will tell Im
made cobble stone is not up to my gate I tread the wild places cnd know the rock landing The hunting trail, country road, highway and track I climb
the smelly going for the belly Meet me in the middle like 2 dogs n spaghetti We was on the cobbles you was tucked up with your teddy Yeah you can call me
the news They commissioned him to rise up from the cobbles Yeah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
of cobble I leave behind a slimy trail In hopes that I'm not too hard to follow I think that it's time we sail Instead of being caught up in an office We
noticed you had left Next to the stories I could hear footsteps in the streets They were not yours But life goes on and on And it goes on and on Up
bachelor in his area The women all cry "He's the hero in America" And late at night He goes home to his baubles His rhinestoned palace Built up from
Okay-dokey-di-dok I gobble the cobble and coke till I choke Stay up till my mind is fried Mayo, ketchup, supersized Marvel at my boobies, right Feel the fabric
Late night talks with a open bottle I've been going down the street up and down the cobble Hands in my pockets I just keep to myself But when I feel
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