Lyrics:
When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall
We used to love while others used to play
Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by
Someone else
the milli-makers
Uhh, and do you know what that money mean?
The wintertime turn to sunny scenes
50 thou' on my dungarees, I made it rain like it's thundering
But
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
and Sherine had a dream
To raise up their very own corner supreme
He'd tend to the fields as his own
And to one day sit on the cornfield throne
But as Little
Only one thing he can think to do
Tom Cruise is out for revenge
Justin Bieber's meeting his end
Come on
Justin Bieber fucked him up
Justin Bieber
hard, do what I can
Touching the untouchables but they don't know
Respect the disrespectable's, but in the end you know
You turn away, what can I
[talking]
Mike Jones, who
(even though what we do is wrong)
[Mike Jones]
I know, what I be doing is wrong
But I'm a hustler fo' life, fuck with two
Written by Rickie's father, Richard Jones, as a lullaby for her
Live at the Wiltern Theatre (1992)
Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The night
I HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE`S GOOD ROCKIN` TONIGHT.
GONNA HOLD MY BABY by the hand.
TONIGHT SHE`LL KNOW I`M A MIGHTY MAN.
I HEARD THE NEWS,
tell me why we got to die
And kill each other one by one
we've got to love and rub-a-dub
We've got to dance and fall in love
But what I really
come down to see me at the station
My sweet sister Donna sat there by her side
They turned for to go, but I was chained to the platform
They said,
Commanding his very own tank
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do
To lie about nude in the sand
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
x2]
[Trina:]
I see the boys break they necks when I walk on by
Fat ol' ass thick ol' thighs
Mrs. Trina baddest bitch that's right
Diamond
but they ain't doing nothing
'Til they really see you tryna do something, I ain't bluffing
Kush puffing on you jive turkeys
Stuffing stockings with
he do?
Does he hope he's too small, to poor a haul,
Who'll end up being thrown back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.
Caretaker, horror movie,
Ah, tom is young and tom is bold
Tom is as bold as the knights of old
But whenever he gets in a bit of a jam
There's nothing he won't do to get
Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to not to fear
Says, "All I want, my water and my coal
Look out the window, see me drive
Commanding his very own tank
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do
To lie about nude in the sand
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
representation now shall we begin?
I know you seen my face before but hold on my friend
It's niggas gettin' away with doin' the same shit I did
I can't do no bid,
"Doc Brown has moved upstairs"
And one day he didn't answer
When they knocked upon his door
Old Doc Brown was layin' down
But his soul was no more
They
a street on a chance that you'll meet
And you meet not really by chance
Don't cry young lovers whatever you do
Don't cry because I'm alone
All of my
finger and I'll perform
I'll crack a jack till' the crack a dawn
If you wanna see me do my thing, baby pull my string
(alternates between Jones and backup
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like
wanna come back home
I can leave this bar right now, you can meet me at the door with nothin' on
We can find a way to work this out, oh, but girl, it
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