Lyrics:
the snow
A little warmer by the fireside
She missed California's coast
Sinking slow into her brown eyes
She thought about her ghosts
They don't wait 'till
Down the road
Down the road
Got a little pretty girl down the road
Now down the road bout a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About
to bust out like a model that show chest
'Cause you deal with agents from check collections
I'm keepin' it cleaner than Little X direction
And baby girl
on the door and it was opened
By a brown-haired girl and a baby with a teethin' ring.
I said "I seen you somewhere before
But don't stand there and block
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
I was born in November, eight day 1971st y'all,
nine o'clock in the mornin', a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth y'all,
She taught the kid
the neighbors say they seen you and your little friends
Over there by Food for Less and they was preaching to you
Over there telling you about the good book
about, I hear the girls
They are screaming and shouting
Take her on an outing
We're sitting by the fountain
You know I make you laugh, I'm like "girl
I'm
She wears a long fur coat of mink
Even in the summertime
Everybody knows from the coy little wink
The girl's got a lot on her mind
She's got
walk it out
Stanky leg, Harley Brown, whatever man
And the browns said the dick is in my hand
Make my way over to baby girl
Standing in her stands
Little
[Chorus: x 2]
If I'm a dog, then we some dogs
We all gunna chase cats, tell them dog
Girl don't waste that swallow it all
We just some dogs, we
as you ride, right out your socks
Double, lose his mind as he grind in the tunnel
Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
Nasty-girl don't pass
by his side
A good hyna is hard to find, they all seem to be the same
Evil ways and no shame
I need a gangster girl
In my gangster world
Baby, ill
itself out of the grave before me
On the headstone it said millicent Brown died 1982
It was a flesh eating zombie girl
Fucking hell
Worms falling from her
Rap
2000 Jon be why'all, N.A.S. why'all
To the def why'all, come on, get it right
Look at them brown nosein' my click pullin' up with purple
other shit
Girl it feel good to be cruising to this
I be on some other shit, I be on some other shit
Brown water in my styrofoam
So ain't got to tell you
go by the name of Andre 3000, right
And we hail from a place called like Stankonia, GA, right
You know right now everyone wants to be from space
Big batty girl, good evening
I can tell that your chicken need a little seasoning
Your bestie is a demon
She said I should let her know when I'm leaving
your brown sugar like D'Angelo
Girl, your booty look like two cantaloupes
Told me you wanted a romantic poem
So I wrote this for you like we passin notes
whole world
Now we meet back by the ocean
Talk little cuz her hearts broken
Can't forget on words that was spoken
(Oooooo yeah)
Tables turn,
5'5 brown with the brown eyes
Pretty little thing with thick thighs
When you walk by girl your snatch
Eyes
I bet you taste good like Popeyes
Girl
Umm
do, what you wanna do? (What?)
Wooo, white girl, white girl, we don't een like dem
I'm 'bout to settle down with some brown skin (Woo!)
Drippin' like
My Ireland, you are the river rush
Always fluid in flux in need of a little hush
My Ireland is talking to itself
But so busy listening to Joe
It's
personal
And watch daddy's little girl start to work the pole
Scene's electric, budonkudonk so poetic
Good lord!, she must be bred, straight from Texas
Make
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