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And nahhh, you don't Run out of your trap-house Come lookin' out. Smart You just go on hide away In your 'ickle-little hideouts I don't really give a shit Like
it's like Pickle ickle ickle Gonna run that voodoo down How the crowd gets fickle when your face is to the ground! Oh no these blues are gonna
some B I wichu If you b blowin your nose and I ain't talkin bout wit t-i-issue My weed green like a p-i-ickle Hop off the G4, hop in the G ni-i-ickle
in a pickle is music against fickle,surrounded by big doggs that i consider ickle,as they crash the particle.. the other giants.. i might apply some
Let's start with something simple Something like dirty ickles When I was younger my problems had solutions i knew But now that I'm older I don't know
are still in my life Ickle me Pickle me Suck on my dick (Huh?) How many people flew in the shoe Had to click next Had to click new How many people still
Little Indian, which was The Shamen's label for most of the time, but then they got in an ickle argument. So, yeah. No lyrics here. schmeep a.k.a Hannah
Your ginger fringe Is gonna be the little 'ickle Peace of shit. That skin Yehhh, that skin is gone You've got nothing, nah You've got nothing, yeah You
in And ickle her friend with dick on her chin But i ain't trippin', but I ain't slippin' I wear my own clotches designed to crip in Nowadays niggas
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