Lyrics:
O.P.P., how can I explain it
I'll take you frame by frame it
To have y'all jumpin' shall we singin' it
O is for "Other", P is for "People"
there'll come a day
That you will change your mind and come home to say
Then you and I will close the door
And by the fireside like before
We'll get
there's a letter, a letter for me
I've been standing here waiting Mr. Postman
So patiently
For just a card, a little letter
Oh, saying he's returning home
comes around and
I'm only in to smoking weed
Mother would like a letter home
But I'm too tired for writing
It's a long long way from Jamaica to here
hard nipples, from our home stay, tell you what Shania, I ain't like them niceville pussy's, I'd treat you all the best things life had to offer, please
letter
So I need a flight home
There's no day to argue, no I need my pillow
Well, inside an old house
By the seaside you can take off my blouse
But
you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone(As days go by)
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn
Betrayed by a maid
happening?
Not far from the ...
Who's gonna shout for the people living in the ...?
The war going that, the war going by
The war is ... down ...
Nobody care
at a bar by the harbour
Recounting a tale of an elephant's trunk swinging
Ken knocked their table
Glasses rolled and smashed
Bloody Mary and beer
All over
birthday presents and mama reads me what he writes
In his last letter daddy promised that he was gonna try and make it home tonight
The old man scratched
going yeah yeah yeah
But I won't forget where I came from
Home is El Sereno
Home is El Sereno
Home is El Sereno
Home is El Sereno
Home is El Sereno
Home
Hear them whisper,
Voices from the other side
Hear them calling
Former foes now friends are resting side by side
They will never leave our
September day
why'see, there was somethin' she had to tell him,
But the words were never found
An' as they stood there by the garden gate,
Jimmy picked
species that broke my heart
Is the very same species that touched the stars
From humble beginnings we built our homes
Generations of wisdom inside of our
But more with Gary Tyler's life
I got a letter from
His mother, said, "Please
Say something to my son!"
Truth is: Angola, Louisiana, you're the one
comin' home.
I dreamed I got a letter from me darling Josephine,
She asked me would I marry her, back home in Skibbereen,
But the girls out here have
I've been away from you for far too long
Too much chances make my heart go frantic
I wanna tell you what's been goin' on,
operator give me Trans
Sentimental
Letter that I wrote was sentimental
But I was unsettled by it
Stomach couldn't keep quiet
Lying
Tell the truth for once
Do it while
to send an Uber
My new bitch wanna get pieces made from my jeweler
Drive-by's with Rugers, twenty racks for the shooter
The FBI heard I can make cocaine
the bones
You'll be Home Alone just like that little white boy
Master Eyce is on the way and live from New York
I'm catching wreck on a Saturday
Live from
I've been feeling like a mothafuckin' postman
Sending letters to the people
All this knowledge that I got, I'm like an old man
Hold up, wait now
(Laughing). This sample made by Frank Leonard. Dear mother. I am feeling well and hope to hear the same from you. I have not received one card
I've been feeling like a mothafuckin' postman
Sending letters to the people
All this knowledge that I got, I'm like an old man
Hold up, wait now oh
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