Lyrics:
You say you wanna love me But you can't control your whorey heart You got a disorder That provokes you from the bottom part You don't want you
could She got a taste of ladyhood She never was the same And that is the sad story of our Whorey Molly Jane When she'd turned a ripe nineteen La da da da
Fuck man Im off the juice Yeah Oh ooo oh Room number at the pink bird sincerely yours Better get real whorey when you enter in these doors Something
afraid of Allow them They will destroy themselves if we allow them to. It's such a cold, cold whorey place There's more than rats running in the race
left to be afraid of Allow them They will destroy themselves if we allow them to. It's such a cold, cold whorey place There's more than rats running in
Headlock like a DDT Like em Wilson like Torrie I'm in this house like I'm Corey I'm finding raw fish like Dory I said the whorey the whorey Ain't nothing I
They slow down and take off the hats, When they come to whoreys lynn retsina' his back. They say,"Mornin' Steel-driver, you sure was a hammer-swinger."
sicken and I feel I'm cemented down I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad sad story has me quietly weeping But here comes the morning Here comes
sicken and I feel I'm cemented down I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad sad story has me quietly weeping But here comes the morning Here comes
with nickel plates whorey chicks mighty mine be We pack Just when you're knowing where I'm gonna be I vanish Step into my brain got it so dark that you
yr my home? Down deep yr just a little whorey I know you, I'm from you I know you, I'm from you Who I'm coming home to Swall Drive Cowboys
losers catch a billion feels I only build with you if it's real to real with the R-E-A You whorey-ite take a hike shopping REI The flow got a hard swing
about humidity because now his weave is all fucked up Tucked you in with a bedtime story, act all whorey, sports fantasy about Robert Horry Three feet
kinda whorey Well I guess that's how people react to when you’re making hiSTORY We all have troubles, we all get depression It’s all about how you move
that she like me when I met her at the mall I know that she like me but her friend a different story I'm a simple nigga, but my attitude is whorey
all these bitches saw me I'm feeling Whorey Kinda boring craving someone for me He scream my name say I'm scum but you don't even know me ? I tell
my nuts be glory All your hoes be whorey I dropped a single every week that's only half my story This music's only for me Everybody else is corny I
if you t'were only half as offensive Perhaps the masseurs you pay t'wouldn't be so expensive T'well Phillip's whorey outlays t'were a bone
Filled with all these wack whorey hoes They concerned with whos bros are those Smokin' cookie like oreo They all same they just borin' hoes They all brain
Filled with all these wack whorey hoes They concerned with whos bros are those Smokin' cookie like oreo They all same they just borin' hoes They all brain
the story of little girly looking for a daddy like Maury Whore-y ways according to most, but at her core she's broken Losing focus of what's important while
with your timely Explanations for your whorey Sense of right and wrong Will you keep losing All of your dear friends For your great hearse and steed Has
weh nuh know me Sugar dem call me But dem no know mi story Dem a seh mi boasty Gyal dem too whorey Mi nuh fraid a Dog But the kitty it a hold me My
having to step off my stoop Don't sing that you a thug, motherfucker just shoot! It's the kid My niggas war defined - a sore sight for some whorey eyes
Discuss these whorey Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In