Lyrics:
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Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Free Mr. Haynes
Oooh Penny Haynes
Goddamn Penny Haynes
I mean like who dives on sauce like Penny Haynes
I mean like you can't even dive that much nigga
With 1 leg
with you
I might have it all confused (Mhm)
Cause I don't hate the role I play for you, Miss Todd Haynes (Mhm)
I'll gladly follow your direction
I'll
the kid win
I stay winning, stack accomplishments
Got a vision, peep corrective lens
One day Mama gonna get a Benz
This Haynes's World, go check
by the gram
Ok Mr. Haynes, have a pleasant day today
Your package on it's way
Just buck a client and me busy pon 'e line
Yea di banga active me nuh
Why this remote, ain't got no pause?Don't call her bitch, she'll use her paws
I ain't no Shark still in her jaws, still got her Haynes in my drawls
Next
der Frühling umarmet,
Komm von der Lilien Au,
und aus dem duftenden Hayne!
Wer ist diese, die dort aus dem duftenden
Hayne hervor geht,
Schön wie der
like to put some weight on, just a pound or two,
No can do no can do,
Is what true?
Could be true, could be true,
But don't tell Haynes or Como
get on TV I guess I gotta call Pain
And Nelly, my great-grandmother's name is Maud Haynes
Maybe I'm trippin', full of delusion
Maybe it come from
never liked you anyway.
I knew a boy named Billy Haynes,
He had it all figured out,
He had a trail of dust and branches marked,
To get him back down
Haynes
I'm poppin' collars from California to D.C
I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey
I'm putting mileage on 20-inches and 23's
I'm flippin'
fuck around
And check
Why they surely
They call me
"Show me"
Why one-on-one
You can't hold me
If your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me
Haynes
I'm poppin' collars from California to D.C
I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey
I'm putting mileage on 20-inches and 23's
I'm flippin'
Shaun Haynes, Lashando and J.D
D Quick, Boo Gees and Fatty
My nigga Lil' Erv, Gino and Poochie
And everybody over on Euclid and Labade
Young Big Taj, Pooh
Shaun Haynes, Lashando and J..
D Quick, Boo Gees and Fatty
My nigga Lil' Erv, Gino and Poochie
And everybody over on Euclid and Labade
Young Big Touch,
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
Shaun Haynes, Lashando and J.D.
D Quick, Bo Gees and Fatty
My nigga Lil' Erv, Gino and Poochie
and everybody over on Euclid and Labade
Young Big Touch,
When I rhyme my rhyme bursts into flames
And they're tough like the drawers called Haynes
(I want to rock right now)
(Got to be funky)
Here's
gon' fuck around and show
Why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one, you can't hold me if your
Last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me
Well you don't need a lawyer
You don't need a judge
You don't need no Race Horse Haynes
To Prosecute my love
Sue me
Sue me, Sue
Come on now
said that Wilbert Haynes went crazy
After Thelma Lou walked out
First, he went outside and pulled up all her daisies
Then he burnt that whole house
Reggae party? You got your Mule
On for New Years
You got your best Mule on warren Haynes
Got a special surprise for you now
Please give a big downtown New
at 'em
The rich and famous ignoramus
It's kind of Haynes with the picture of the world that he paint us
The most dangerous angriest lyrics that a thug
wonderin' why I'm bustin' at em
The rich a famous ignoramus
It's kind of Haynes with the picture of the world that he paint us
The most dangerous angriest
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