Lyrics:
peep how my hair spinnin
I know that I'm fly, the ladies stay grinning
Threads up the park, hard, stay busy
I'ma give you food for thought, Thanksgiving
a doctor when it comes to the cat, no Dolittle
So fitting, so menace, more records, no Guinness
Really eating, thanksgiving, small town, big vision
Bedroom,
of the dead, demons are fed, Give to the wicked and surely it's wasteful.
Happy Thanksgiving is hate to indigenous, What have the Christians and Catholics given
on Thanksgiving
We was robbin', takin' for a living
Body for a body, we gon' flip it
800 nigga want murder
Zone 6 robbin', we ain't serving
Chopper swiss cheese, no
Rolls Royce
Lee Records
Wut up Miss Royce
Girl you thick
I love you Miss Rolls Royce
She gotta have some rolls like thanksgiving dinner
I support
been given
we grind all 12 months, Christmas and Thanksgiving
it's how we living unbelievable positions
chefin' in the kitchen with connections for
when you from the streets
Find shells on the ground, no beach
Every Christmas steady lackin', guess Santa didn't fuck with me
Thanksgiving was my
got more hands than your crew
They can't handle me; bowl of hot soup (yeah)
Every Thanksgiving I bring Mac n' Cheese
It's under the table, they hope
disfrazaste el día que fuiste a Plaza?
El chaqueton viejo de Old Navy, fuiste a ligar las babys
Los zapatos de Thanksgiving estaban todos manchaos con gravy
this unholy act (Happy Thanksgiving)
I'm the voice of the dead! You can't hold me back (no!)
Dead buffalos, similar to us now
In the name of gain
eating fast
Food on Thanksgiving
Just a picture of what I'm
Doing on a daily basis
RIP the fallen soldiers now heaven's angels
One time, oh one time, yeah
if I'm better as a fighter or a lover
Keeping peace, free the middle east
I feed my family like it's a thanksgiving and ramadan feast
I aim for
thanksgiving Present your requests to God
And the peace of God
Which transcends all understanding will guard your Hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus
I still
remember it was right before Thanksgiving. There was a terrorist attack here in New York city and it was bad. A guy driving around in a van, running people
Cuz I've been forgiven
The gifts I've been given
I'm giving thanksgiving
I trust him, I trust him
Yea my name is written
Everything He said he'd do he
Gather round hustlers, that's if you still living
The type that head to work throughout thanksgiving
He got ambition on his body when he's in
written and David say so.
From di first present there's singing and thanksgiving;
Make a joyful noise unto the Lord all day long. Play di music skilfully.
Ebube Dike ne oo (my God, my God oo)
Thanksgiving is all I do, I'm better by far don't know about you.
Many are called and jesus chose a few
Why God
the small things that count
Thanksgiving fills the gap with even little amounts
Squeeze your families, get to lovin your friends
He that's hard to please, is
I just booked another ticket aint no limit how I'm living
Grinding we been eating everyday is thanksgiving
Fuck em they ain't listen they ain't gotta
hate even more,
You eating like Thanksgiving and head for the door.
You thinking of a way of how to make a deposit,
His girl your ex she came out
the police but they acting like they not [Hc]/
I was in the hood with the white Fuck Klu Klux Klan/
Like Zigga's Thanksgiving dinner boy I served them with
Aye Yo What’s Popping
It’s the One in Only Mr Thanksgiving
DJ Drama Shoutout to GrindTime DQ
Shoutout to AyeeTay
That’s for Yonkers
That’s
at thanksgiving/
Yeaaa/
Your body ah temple I know it though/
You come with some issues I know it though/
The fear of letting people too close/
I hate it all too let
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