Lyrics:
on getting money
Gotta full plate
Still life sweet, I'm tastin' honey
Hopppin' on my face
I be callin' her my lil bunny
Uh
Maybe a little far
Listen to bangers
fucking hate that
Fuck that bitch ass nigga who made Drax
Fuck the Gaurdians of the Galaxy
Fuck that little bitty ass squirrel
Fuck that fucking big ass
your type
So ago no your sugar boy
Not bi John gimmie chance go hammer
Promise to get us private jet
We go fly when accept by the whole world
Oh nor
the mountains by a gorge
I be washing niggas like I gotta do the chores
Of course
You do it big but lil bitch I do it lorge
You bitches is stupid
Got the glockie
"What ever's gotten into our sweet little Izzy?"
"Oh it's nothing dear, it's probably just another one of those adolescent cycles. Hah! I believe
Under the table
Down and out
Pay-per-view cable
Drinking bout!
Mouthwash, champagne
Sweet red wine
By the shot glass
By the stein
Who is
feel death in each kiss
John Lennon vintage no cheap shit you weak shit
Sugar on the kit that's a sweet lick
Fuck 'em all
spark then
bring back the light
Niggas is sweet like a Ms. Good Bar
I leave ya ass strung out like a fuckin guitar
So bring them hither, with the,
I was a little too tall could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly renown
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all
And reminisce how fast the good times they go by
As sweet as a goodnight kiss, can we go back to this?
I love you neighbor, do you love me?
No need to complicate
Well the frontier was on fire it was a wild and angry place
Terrified and blinded by the mysteries of our faith
When I felt a hand take mine and lead
always green.
Still waters He leads me beside,
Stayin' there is a sweet life.
The Good Shepherd rules my life.
I'm givin' Him the thanks for Paradise.
You
trippin' kid
Dropped out of the race when
You really should have finished it
Competition's healthy
You're a little bit effeminate
It's all good though you
always green.
Still waters He leads me beside,
Stayin' there is a sweet life.
The Good Shepherd rules my life.
I'm givin' Him the thanks for Paradise.
You
myself if I know why
My heart skips a beat whenever she goes by
And she sings so sweet, that lullaby
I just lose myself up in her eyes
आनंदा म्फना
at John Paul
Pedistal she was on
The domes for the back, when sweat touched the wall
She's the quintessential
Held the monumental
It's no lie, in
We love Burt Reynolds in Cannonball Run
John Wayne ridin' into the sun
Richard Petty in pole position
The dirty version of "Family Tradition"
soaring SnÃ?fellsness
And the crack of the world
The moist ruddy lips of her
Thee slit of the mother fallen
Sliced from the stars
By the slicing discus
me
I'm bumpin' Thai Shaw, Pimpin' Hoes dot com
The mo' god'Khan in a new Sean John
Lost in my lusty ways
You see my face in a magazine and can't turn
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