Lyrics:
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe,"
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe,"
hurry up, bang
Open your mouth 'cause here comes my wang
I'm Violent J, the southwest skitso
Born in a big top, magical mijisto
Dead body disco,
(Bad boys, bad boys)
Alexandra, girl, I know what you like
(Bad boys, bad boys)
Oh, oh (bad boys, bad boys)
Hey, yeah (bad boys, bad boys
for that gold
All
Make this island
My land!
[Ratcliffe]
Make the mounds big, boys
I'd help you to dig, boys
But I've got this crick in me spine
[Smith]
DP, GC P
Boy, my boys, the toys, the noise
Them Eastside boys is the real McCoys
We walkin through the projects sippin on a 40
Rippin, dippin,
but that little country boy can play!"
His mamma told him "someday you will be a man."
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin'
to find when
The moon's the only one watching, you never gotta hide
We don't need you
When the boys go missing down by the riverbed
(The grass don't
with a big bang,
And you'll never get yourself another chance.
Put aside the hoodoo and some of the voodoo,
'Bout people being different,
They're
To see a little girly oh
Bimbo, is a little boy
Who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by
They all invite him in
He'll clap his
(bang)
Crippin' like I should've been on Gangland
Purple bandana wrapped around my face, yeah
Big cake (guala) , big cake (guala)
Big cake (guala) , big
voice took wing
Then you'd shake around and oh, how'd you sing:
Just an old boy from Memphis with a big diamond ring:
A country girl's prayer
gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I
Big body, what's your build boy? Ill boy
Nigga need to find his chill boy
Foenem tweaking, we gon' show his ass for real boy, yeah
Foenem tweaking,
gonna flood you Big River
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota
And it tore me up every time I
Keep them big blue hunnids on me
So I keep money and guns on me
Got a lot of big blue hunnids on me
So I keep money and guns on me
Went
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
to play 'round (yah)
With niggas, I don't play 'round (Nah)
My boys shoot up the playground (bang bang)
So please don't get sprayed now (yah)
Sirens
Hey, Fred, shut the fuck up (c'mon, Freddie D)
I'ma make an announcement, this cracker ain't slouchin'
Got the flow, keep the big boys bouncin'
I was raised in the shadows of an old cotton mill
Back when believin' was the style
Small town heaven and a big-eyed boy
Made sweet music for
Base, b-b-b-base
Base, hello, hi
How you mean?
Bang, bang, gonna do it big
I was born to die but I chose to live
Bang, bang, all in your face
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on
Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop
[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
It was supposed to be so easy...
Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
Has chance,
This guy says the horse has chance.
Valentine,
I got the horse right here.
But look at Epitaph,
He wins it by a half,
According
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