Lyrics:
to town
We'll visit every state
I'll repeat, I love you sweet
In all the forty eight
Let's go again to Niagara
This time we'll peek at the fall
forty-seventh
Water forty-seventh
And we go by god
Flies crawl on god
But flies are god too
We are flies, we are god
Why are we here?
The reason is the same for
the world
This one's for the girls
(This one's for all the girls)
This is for all you girls about forty-two
Tossin' pennies into the fountain of youth
Two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll take the lead.
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is
as you stand
Stand by me
So darlin', darlin', stand by me
Oh, stand by me
Oh, stand
Stand by me, stand by me
If the sky that we look upon
Should
Thirty-four
Thirty-five yeah that's right
Thirty-six
Thirty-four
Sixty-eight
Twenty-seven
Thirty-five
Forty-two
Orange
Fifty-eight
Forty
I'm gettin out and steppin' in
To somewhere where it's warmer
First come will be first served
You'd better put in your order
Been out in
your train roll by?
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
And did I hear you say he was ameetin' you here today
Met a retarded kid named greg, with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the head with the peg
Go to bed with a keg, wake up with a forty
like the only hip hop you've heard is top forty (top forty)
And your record company is completely missing it
All the kids are dissing it for not
High on the mountain what do I see
There's bear tracks bear tracks lookin' back at me
You better get your rifle boys before it's too late
That
on that E-40, that OG (ayy)
These bitch niggas be actin' up, these hoes niggas be actin' foul (chea)
They'll grind with you, they'll shine with you
Be
let you go
Old Bones they got to hold
Old Bones they got to break
Held by the past
We got scrambled like U2
Days they would last
Like an old book
New
And sing this sleighing song
Just bet a bob-tailed bay
Two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And, crack, you'll take the lead
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
of Love
I'd make it funny
Wheel of fortune
Wheel of fame
Two hundred forty million voices
Two hundred forty million names
And down in the ocean
like the only hip hop you've heard is top forty (top forty)
And your record company is completely missing it
All the kids are dissing it for not
you by again
I left her standin' in her corner
She told me she was tryin' to find her way
I've got to leave before I get much older
'Cause she
Two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll take the lead.
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
What fun it is
Pure love, baby it's pure love
Milk and honey and Captain Crunch and you in the morning
Pure love baby it's pure love
Ninety-nine and forty
your throat
Blunts, cannons, that's all we smoke
Wile the fuck out, stab you wit a knife
It's D12 nigga, we ready to fucking fight!
Pour your 40
For sale by owner sign on Highway 59
A signal of the times, a turning of the page
There used to be nothing here
But that nothing disappeared
[Turf Talk + (E-40)]
Damn nigga, ay where Mikey at mayne?
Ay, ay Droop-E, Droop-E! You old enough to drink nigga?
Whassup cousin? (Whassup tycoon,
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