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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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