Lyrics:
a drop top rag with my shirt off
Kershaw yeah I had to throw a curveball ooh
Supa psychedelic
You can drop it or inhale it
Pop it drink it they get
more leaves or seeds to chew on
Little Sammy’s going hungry today
So to the river to go fishing you can’t catch a fish by wishing
Will he catch one will
of the forest, always on the lookout for new adventures.
One sunny morning, as Sammy hopped from branch to branch, something caught his attention—a hidden
Morningstar
I want you to meet me up by the swings
You don't gotta worry, boy it don't mean nothing
I feel ya, and I know that you're feelin me
Don't fall for
Ronna: Are you listening?
Ronna: Are you alone? please answer
Sammy: Leave your name
Ronna: By now you must know love is true
Sammy: And the time
her crown (Oh, oh)
We going on trips to Miami
Yeah
She getting her hair done by Sammy
Yeah
She getting her nails by Tammy
Yeah
Make me nervous I
know, if I could sing pop tunes like Frank Sinatra or,
Sammy Davis Junior, I don't think I still could do it,
'Cause Lucille don't wanna play nothing
is cryin'
You know if I can sing pop tunes like
Frank Sinatra or Sammy Davis Jr.
I don't think I still could do it
Cause Lucille don't wanna play
from my favorite show
Sammy Terry in the back of the mortuary
Sammy Terry hanging out with George and Ghoulsby
Sammy Terry that's where I'll find my
are rough
People get tough
You got the stuff
I know you'll get by
Hey little Sammy, what you doin' tonight?
Your lookin' tough like you get in a fight
I think it's crying.
You know, if I could sing pop tunes like Frank Sinatra
Or Sammy Davis Junior, I don't think I still could do
It, 'cause
I'm a feen for my team
All these bitches swear they're real
I know these motherfuckers squeal
I been chilling with the nine
The only real one by my side
Sammy The Spider
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag"
Does anybody REALLY like spiders?
Not me, or at least I
came across a timid squirrel named Sammy. Sammy was feeling scared because his acorn stash had been stolen by mischievous forest critters. Ruby, with her
Sammy B is on the cut
Sammy B is on the cut
Sammy B is on the cut
Sammy B
Ha hah, one two (one two, one two)
How we gonna do this?
What we have here
hear ya say yep (yep)
You're a little more country than city
I'm talking Square-Toes and Twitty
Got that Kershaw in your jeans, ham hock in your
Little Sammy was a kid on a council estate
His dad listened to the skids, the slits and the slates
So Sammy listened too, he loved the passion in it
stand me
Off that moon rock she not landing, she pitch it i pop it like sammy, SOSA
Spacegod vibes, see me know its dope see the sauce the floor uhh
Racin
it's time to pay
Well you know that I've been waiting
And I'm really very patient
But you've pushed me way too far
'Cause you own me thirty thousand
(Sammy got heat)
(Yhung.sammy verse)
Listen...
Where I’m from It gets risky
Bullets flying Hitting kids
When I grew up as a youngin
, Sammy
Your little face is sweet as candy, candy
Could have the hearts of so many, many
But I'm so glad that you're mine
We take a walk outside
He
With a fat ass booty, Smile, and Nice long hair
Cause I'm infatuated
By now I should know better
But now I'm infatuated
Now days tryna see clearer
Even
and friends.
One day, Max was walking down a busy street and he saw a street juggler performing for a crowd. Max was fascinated by the man's skill and asked him
little, by little, all right
I don't know where to turn, don't know what to do
I'm walking on thin ice and it seems I'm falling through, ooh
Little by
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