Lyrics:
He'll be back in ninety-three press of a button and they busted in
His first impulse was to smack the dirt
All four wore plain clothes and lumberjack
to the end
I'm a hipster baby
Inclusivity rules
My beard is wavy &
Lumberjack shirts what I choose
I'm a vulgar sore
And I'll take hipster beatings for you
Tight blue jeans
And a lumberjack shirt
Don’t even touch,
Cause it’s gonna hurt.
She walks to the left,
She walks to the right.
So many ways
To spend
lumberjack shirt
To wipe your vagina in your emotional outbursts
Relationships are hard when you prioritize yourself
Love is rather difficult when your
we visualize
I gotta red plaid shirt like a lumberjack
Dat alone shows dat I'm workin hard
Dirt underneath all ma finger tips
Early mornings ah ha
Smokin' a 'Baro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph Lauren model
Flannel shirt like a lumberjack choppin' a log-o
Pistol
like to tote guns I think I can f*** with that
She wear them flannel t-shirts like a lumberjack
Listening to Luke combs, she gone tell you run it back
Lakehead Lothario, don't want no boring boy-next-door
Had her fill of rocks and trees and all that lumberjack folklore
Drowns her blues in a bottle but that
the hood where it ain't safe
This shit get treacherous nigga
And if I tell you bout' my life
I might do federal nigga
Seen my dog on a T-Shirt
That shit
but jewelry, where the robbers at?
Louis V shirt and that's a couple stacks
With a bitch one time fuck a laundromat (drip!)
Sauce sauce sauce got
the woods, no lumberjack
He was flexin' like he him, hollows ate his pack
Always making diss songs, nigga, you should try and get back
My brother say he'd
Big trees
Boss talk big trees
Started a business
That's how you plant big seeds
Played the little boy
Would of gave my shirt with
No shirtsleeves
Got
heavy metal do hurt
Cry when it hurt, just a bruise from a shirt
Keep it inside we expecting the worst
Try on a skirt, but she ain't got a perk
Think she
a lumberjack
How you wearin' 3 different t shirts under that?
Teach you how to dress real stylish, I'm the wildest
Nothin' on me lookin' childish
Fire talk, I am
up) this shirt on my back cost
A thousand Pro Clubs (Six hundred)
Gave my bitch a thousand, here
Get your toes done (yeah)
My bitch want a shopping
Choppin' like a lumberjack up in the gate
One plate, a rock on the table, movin that flake
Yeah fiends start hittin' my shit
Paranoid, he got
up, bake my wig
Killing time, with no shirt homie
I love it when the blood squirt on me
Walked up to a house, jabbed the door
And kicked it in, my
[Ghostface Killah]
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
This is a stick up, I want y'all to lift y'all skirts
I mean shirts, take ya hoodies off, jackets
Killah]
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
This is a stick up, I want y'all to lift y'all skirts
I mean shirts, take ya hoodies off, jackets and watches
Before
[Ghostface Killah]
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
This is a stick up, I want y'all to lift y'all skirts
I mean shirts, take ya hoodies off, jackets
wet and they drip on my shirt
Always wanna argue she get on my nerves
I'm duckin' from 12 I pull off and I skirt
She blowin' my phone ask that bitch
For most of the night.
Another cool game, with the strobe light.
And that's not all, there's something i lack,
Dirty little boy is a lumberjack
one of us
One of us one of us
One of us one of us
And then I thought I was a freak when I shaved my head and pierced my dick
Walks like a lumberjack
one of us
One of us one of us
One of us one of us
And then I thought I was a freak when I shaved my head and pierced my dick
Walks like a lumberjack
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