Lyrics:
a cell, sick ass hell, listen
Everyday is like Christmas, I miss my seed and my missus
But I see em on visits, I ain't stressing over pussy
Beat my dick
of niggas
Or witcha missus, gettin tropical kisses
Makin' faces, anticipatin' places her tongue hits
Suck her neck or just peck, better to funk it
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
got everything?
You're a stand out,
Listen to the compliments
They hand out;
Let me stand right up and say:
"Meet the future Missus Hemingway!"
and you were my missus
Shirley,
Give my greetings to the new brunette
and you were my missus
Shirley,
Give my greetings to the new brunette
the handcuffs lock again
In and out of Wandsworth with the numbers on their names
It's funny how their missus always look so bleeding same
And meanwhile
and you were my missus
Shirley,
Give my greetings to the new brunette
favors
Buyin' up groceries, searchin' for hosiery
Holdin' hands publicly and now you supposed to be
Mister and missus, huh? Lovin' and kisses, huh?
But
missus, we'll sharpen your knives
And we always agreed that together we'd stay
Intending our fortunes to try on the old changing way
At times they grew
gifted
And how many girls out in the world can say that they had it?
And how many bitches that became your missus can maintain the status?
That was
are relation
Our chemistry will bubble up that tingling sensation
You're teasin', blowin' me kisses, I play and call you missus
I missed the way
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it
I never, I never, I never
Up till now my love life
Few sweet kisses, a little missus, a fork
eyes and drift away
Here we all are sittin' in a rainbow
Cor blimey hallo Missus Jones
How's your Berts lombago?
I'll sing you a song with no words
me your missus
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't know why I trusted you but I
me your missus
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't know why I trusted you but I
the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmm, sorry, do it all here
La de da de
And I'm gonna skippin' like a stone
And please call my missus
Tell her not to cry
My goodbye is written
By the moon in the sky
And nobody knows me
I
No love, no love
Done looking for love, 'cause she took away her love
Fuck her, I don't care
I be your rolling stone, missus, still tryna deal
And honesty was my only excuse
I took your love and I used it
I never, I never, I never
Up till now my love life
Few sweet kisses, a little missus, a fork
tried to kill him
She said Daddy-o don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Missus,
Oh daddy,
once again I hate to bother
It's P, the evil creeper, send some to the Grim Reaper
Meanwhile, me and my missus like Solomon and Sheba
Sign
never sit back
Ever think about how many times I sit up, I have a six pack
Cruisin' through the city with your missus, get your bitch back
She throw
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