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sizzle yea
We came to make it rain cause
You can't make it drizzle
I'm just being honest I'm a man of my word
And ya'll are Hannah Montana you
Ain't had it

Jesus walks
Moses coughing of the wood
Lord knows I smoke good
Y'all could see me down south
Baggin' up on Beresford
Serving work at Hannah's house
Meet

it by myself yeah
Pray I never fail yeah yeah
Maybe I smoke too much
Drink too much
Maybe I spend too much
Smoke too much
Maybe I think too much
Smoke

downstairs, pants off if you made the freshman cup
Kendal broke the window but swears it wasn't his fault
We got lit as fuck
Three Island Lake
Vick pissed he

close to Montana
What happened to Miley? I kind of miss Hannah
My bed is a racecar, my phone's a banana
20 years old and I still believe in Santa
Ha,

pau nessa bitch
Chama sua amiga, ménage à trois
Eu não sou Cesão, mas eu tenho o dom
E você não é fácil de notar
Okay, okay, 2-1-3 é minha gang
E

Would you go back if you could?
I don't think I would
Catch you by my side
Walkin' backwards over bridges we crossed
Is how you get lost
I can't

Family Reserve

Lyle Lovett

Joshua Judges Ruth

1992

And my friend Brian Temple
He thought he could make it
So from the third story he jumped
And he missed the swimming pool only by inches
And everyone

"Big
I wanna battle ya!
I think I could burn ya!" from where, Attica?
Look at you
You're shaking like a pair of dice!
And when I rip ya, rob ya
Roast ya

The Haircut Song

Ray Stevens

Greatest Hits, Vol. 2

1987

"I'm a logger - just up from Coos Bay, Oregon. Been toppin' trees - quite possibly the tough...(cough) toughest man in the entire world". He said, "All

Falling
Heard the last days calling me
Will you be there in the morning?
Alright look
In the inner world I'm a crook  
I'm a take your soul if you

call him Hannah Montana
And I'm at a nigga head
Like a fucking bandana
Took a nigga main ho onto a trip to Havana
Told 'em that I only want green like

'm Belle, Anna
Brightseat Road, by the Shell, Lanham
He smoke your man, he on his Twitter banner
Real sticks, got from Alabama
The chopper rock with

Ride or Die Chick
Written by:Ty Hannah
Intro
Yea Ty Hannah Im recommencing you know what it is,So fo real, blade lets get it,
right now i wanna talk

mistake
Your loss, we didn’t get year 3 stay

I come from the house of Tembusu 
Shan, Ora, Ponya, Gaja and Tancho 
I leave the place for all that's new

of the baggage
Too far from basic, could never be average
Yeah, I'm a saint, but don't test me, I'm savage
Shoutout my haters, they made me go harder
I'm only

But never could fit the shoes of his wife
You could tell by the finger
Nails, clean, hair diced up, every four days
A weekly routine, where he lived

for a man to be all alone
He create you cause He knew you could build a home 

Acting as the roots as life moves through those highs and lows
Anchoring

to give all of my thanks
Had a snake inside my boot like I was voiced by Thomas Hanks
If I got a watchful angel then God sent it from the ranks
Rest In

years
When Hannah Montana turnin'
Into Britney Spears?
They chew you up and spit you
Out 'cause no one really cares
And ain't nobody gonna hold you
When

no joke

Now, norman, you realize what this means?
Could you believe me if I told you he comes from one of the wealthiest families in the world?
No?

phone
He ain't never pick up
Dump passin' by through the north
For the pick-up drownin' wit' a Glock
Everybody gettin' shook up
In Jail, at the table
I

can't afford it
Hit his girl from the back and you know I recorded it
Ain't talking about flea but we trap by the market
You can come shop cause the trap

commanded him not to eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil
That was the Word of God and failing to abide 
By that command would prove to be lethal