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wrong it was time either way i think we knew we were changing you’re just another stranger now Lyrics by Rania Woodard
foreign, Out of state You lacking Better get out my face You bastards Ain't know wanted But you got another 45 From the Woodard's brain And I don't where I'm
Woodward? Oh Graham I love that guy He's the best Bass II Grant Woodard Um I think I've met him before Who? There's not really much up for debate here It's
Vernicia Woodard Wally Flex Yvette Smith Zamiel Crawford And all the other victims lost to the real pandemic known to the world As Police Brutality in
tale from where Barry bailed Lynette Woodard balled Fuck a jail my brothers got the bail y'all ain't hood at all Pick a side I'm comfortable as hell
Woodard whistle Flatter him with a fiddle Then hit Miss Thelma for some sour skittles We ain't go to the same candy lady You're not my nigga You ain't even
Woodard that be my brother Now I'm ready to go (Go!) The Devil Lays dormant in front of my eyes, And often Arrives In Packs of Niggas, Crackas, Bitches,
Tunney thinks. " (Justin Woodard, let me hold that beat) Heavy, heavy drank Many, many M’s in the bank I’m too well protected by the gang (Yebo) Don’t get
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