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balling with sprint
From Little Rock back down to New Orleans
Get word from my mans
I’m the modern day Nino Brown
I keep them chickens locked in
Iont give

Charliesomething

Eric Schwartz

Pleading the First: Songs My Mother Hates

To my dearest little sister, Sally Brown, it?s Charlie here
A lot of things have happened since you skipped town
For one, I?m queer, for about a year

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

Jodeci... Al Green
Getting sexual healing bumpin Marvin Gaye

It's The Beautiful Ones you always loose like Prince said
Especially if she push a Little Red

when it moves
Begging for a junction to choose
To change the track to better our dues
But the Metro doesn't wait
Doesn't care if black, brown, for

i just cry to ya
chris brown made it hard to say goodbye to ya
i still remember those days i got a dial tone
tears fallin from my eyes
but i held

See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red
cnd the brown, the purple and yellow
But first I gotta bang bang

wanna keep on treating me like a fool. So let me know, and until then stay the fuck out of my mentions. 

Verse One (Shola Og)

Sexy little brown thang

All the Way Live

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

While y'all niggas couldn't move me if you worked for starvin' students
Downin' all beer types, from St. Ide's to Red Stripe
(Yipes)

The menace

while she double count the bread (I need that)
French toast and mimosas with a little scrambled eggs
If you niggas gettin to it, this the anthem for

Bum Bum Belly, please whip out the Telly
Don't what to sell me, I'm spreading all the jelly
My money very heavy, oh please don't tell me
Little bro

Cause she got these brown eyes
Red curly hair with it
I may not be her type
I still try cause she's rare with it
And her pants look mighty fitted
I'm wit'

baby, you know you're my little dime

Come and kick it, baby, let's go cruise off in the moonlight
Let me show you love, that's the only thing I do right

that
In the name of god, if you don't
Then I'm sure I'll be the one
To assure your bed is red by midnight
I'll be the one to take your soul
To make you

caught your eye when I walked by just a glare
Brown hair, Green eyes, Oh baby I'm hypnotised I cant lie
You've got my mind in a trance
Any chance you would

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

A Complete Introduction to Sugar Hill Records

2010

feet
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow But first, I gotta

You see I can be happy and you we can be happy
We can be happy oh happy day happy day
I'm elder Mac Brown from the old school
Trying to sound like

to the flag

So there I rise
With these twenty-four little lives
Turn to set my eyes
On the blue, red and white
The teacher then
Instructs us to place our right

staring in these brown eyes
At least I recognized 
Though it hurts me to admit
I'm a perfect imperfection
With a heart of good intent
But it

It keeps

myself, did I hear him
Or am I too deep in my shame
Too deep in my blame
Blaming everyone that's not I
Happens all the time 
When I'm staring in these brown

a hike to observe the fauna
Met my little brother in the sauna
Cooked a little flour until it became brown
Tantalized Lafayette, ain't the time to back

and have to do it three times
Like a charm, no harm
Little pigs on a farm
Bet you'd give your right leg to have my right arm
What's next, copy text
Little

submerged, by the pool of forever
(Yea, uh)
(Uh, Yea, Whoa, Yea)
Shawdy got backbone, uh
Bring that ass back home, yea
Turn around - back up
Ion need - back up

The Bulletin, 23 July 1892
This poem was prompted by reading Henry Lawson's poem "Borderland".

IN DEFENCE OF THE BUSH
(words Banjo Paterson, music