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buy 10-pound meal deals They got the lot - you can try but can you keep it up? Stuffed to the gills. Full to the brim. Up to the hilt They got the lot,
makes work for idle hands M5 6-7 pm The devil makes work for idle hands. M5 to the country straight ahead It's stuffed to the gills with crusty
Well we danced without our shoes But there's glass around our feet And we'd walk around the town But we're allergic to concrete We'd be stuffed
that shit rip Let that shit rip, Mossberg full clip Stuffed to the gills with the hollow point tips We in the sticks Quick as i pop 'em I'm flipping
keep killin' 'til I'm stuffed to the gills See I'm reactive, overthinker With a license to ill I'm on the runway Headed where the sun takes Destination
a breeze There's a medicine cabinet stuffed to the gills With colourful pills It's a matter of mixing and matching but I am sure You will manage somehow
ahead and build Stuffed to the gills With your legislation What’s a tent anyways When you get paid Seven hundred salvations? To find a spot nowhere
looms and hums It looms and hums cnd so it goes the love of Sunya is your swan song Stuffed to the gills by your commands, you make me wonder Why making
still taste the grime that you stuffed in my gills Oh Johnny, can't you set a place for Holly? She's a wild one, she'll be staying for a spell Till
the truth and solid meaning So I can scrape the glass off both of my eyes Stuffed to the gills with a false sense of substance And now I realize So it's
You can't get me out my zone You can't get me out my zone Racks stuffed in my pockets, I got no room for my phone I was at the telly with your bitch,
Tosspint rises early Sprung from a nightmare's claw Thrice crows the dawn cock The mist is on the moor Tosspint cries from croaking gills Thank God
Tosspint rises early Sprung from a nightmares claw Thrice crows the dawn cock The mist is on the moor Tosspint cries from croaking gills Thank God I
Hey Mr Grumpy Gills When life get's you down you know what you got to do I don't know what you got to do when life gets you down Just keep
Since a snot nose Was never worried 'bout no damn school Jumped in the deep Grew some gills and I swam through it Mary had a little lamb chop What my
Ground-up meat salted and stuffed Back into entrails Dried smoked seasoned or pickled Over any spud Saute with onions and pepper Boil in beer
why she tryna text me now Im talm bout shawty just keep texting me I'll prolly bust again Big knots stuffed in ksubi denim busting rubber bands She
stuffed in a mummy tomb With yo flesh breaking down with the snakes feeding on you Biting on yo ears, biting on yo chin, chewing on ya eyes So you can
of the lavished life Heart stay empty pockets stay stuffed 'Cause when you love money you don' ever got enough The dream that you living for will make you
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