Lyrics:
black boots and light hair and black eyes
Amazing
You say it
Nothing like you had before
It's sacred
Giving all my love to you
Every word that I say is
on the rise
Step to my Boot Camp and catch black eyes
From the Heltah Skeltah, the Gunn da Clappaz
Smif-N-Wessun comin' through stompin' out all you wack
twenty-three, so I'll fuck you if you need
In your birthday suit
I'ma give you what you fiend, oh
But I ain't taking off my black boots, I'm fallin'
'Cause
out
World wide spread
All the way from the 2-1-6 to the 2-1-3 here
[Chorus: x2]
[Layzie]
You better believe a nigga be stompin' in my big black
in all black yeah in yellow boots
Makavili cease big names and small groups
Wanna keep it hundred when counting loot
It grim's when i do my thing in
it's kinda strange
To be walkin' down the 'Shaw with my big black boots
And my happy Nappy wear, and my Karl Kani suits
I got a big truck, it's parked up
by the gun
GI Joe ain’t, ain’t no fun
I’m a serial number, in a green suit
M16 and black army boots
Flight for honor flight for death
Kill, Kill, Kill
Beautiful Becky was chained up on the floor
Getting whipped by two guys she just kept asking for more
Smell of black leather boots covered in clotted
look cool and I wanna look good
With my hair slicked back and my black leather boots
Wanna stand up tall with my boobs upright
And feel real hot when
All-stars or the black timb boots copped both I couldn't decide
No stars in the roof but the top go back and I look at the sky
Throw all the funds, I fell in
the mirror he says
Maybe this time you'll have fun
Yeah, maybe this time you'll have fun
So put on your boots, honey
And your black ripped jeans
Paint yourself
Hey you in your black leather boots
How do you do? I've been waiting for you
Oh me? You like how i sing?
My metaphysical things and all of my
nutted off (For real)
Ye, black boots with a black yeah im tryna turn it up (For real)
Section full of bad bitches yeah we really get em all (For real)
He wears tall black boots
Has Porter Wagoner suit's
Got a four wheeler, that's all wrong
Now his palace is a lot
On a rough, rocky top
And a bright
Everybody said that she's good in bed
Other people said that she's well read
She's got a pair or black boots that kick stones
She's got black
I was in the pub last night
A mutual friend of ours said
he'd seen you in the uniform
Yeah the leather belt looks manly
The black boots butch
love Stagolee but Suzy loved him the best
She told him to lay right down and take himself some rest
Stagolee took off his big black boots, took off his
black boots, took off his long black tie
But I won't take off my big black hat 'cause I ain't about to die
Suzy snuggled up to Stagolee, lift'd the hat
There were too many heavy boots
There were too many heavy boots
There were too many big black boots
And there were too many little brown shoes
Marching
out
World wide spread
All the way from the 2-1-6 to the 2-1-3 here
[Chorus: x2]
[Layzie]
You better believe a nigga be stompin' in my big black
hold ya head up high
And keep stompin' in yo big black boots and don't worry
Hook
the Don's cheddar
See Jimmy Jones frontin' in the chancletas
Or the black boots, jumpin' out to act cool
Cars never lease 'em
Girls (?) 'em
My man
CHORUS:
Oh, how I love her, Little Liza Jane
Oh, how I love her, Little Liza Jane
Black my boots, and make 'em shine, Goodbye, oh Goodbye
Black my
He don't comb his hair like he did before.
He don't wear those dirty old black boots no more.
(Ooh)
But he's not the same.
There's something
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