Lyrics:
I've been washed, I've been set free
You make me clean
Better than new
God, You do
You make me clean
I know it's the truth
Only You (God, You do),
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New
so pure
And fresh and clean
Shafts of light that stream and holler
The dust that dances
On the air to me, you'll see
Your lips are like milk,
ATL, California
Whazzup
(Chorus)
Bianks with breasts and big butts
Here I come baby
Enough to make the big bucks
Here I come baby
151 and Malibu rum
highzen,
As I kick atrip, it comin' straight from my sinus,
Crazy nasal vocals, cannot make the hotties loco,
I rememba sista Maggie, breast were kinda
I am the pope
I will cure all your sins
With mi cock
I will clean your soul
Come to me
My fucking daughter, whore!
Sit down and suck, my divine hole
Southside on the track
Yeah
But now the work ain't stepped on
I make her suck it 'til she strep throat
Turned to a klepto
Used to get slept
I asked the jailor when's my time up
He said son we won't forget
And if you try to keep your hands clean
We may make a good man of you yet
I couldn't
everytime she make it gyrate
Save it for me
Vibe wid me nuh lets go
As soon as me reach in, she nuh let go
Gyal yuh nipple dem nice love it when it expose
prepared
With the back of my hands clean
So clean
(So clean)
(Clean)
(So clean)
I can make you laugh
In the backseat
Watch it in contrast
When your
you
to the ends of the earth if I could
And I am warm
and I am clean
I'll bare my breasts
and bare my teeth
and I will keep you between the sheets
long
I don't know why I'm even playin' on your phone right now
I'ma just block you, bye
If these diamonds in my ear can't weigh me down now
What makes
Roger Whittaker - Gentle on my mind
It's knowin that your door is always open
And you path is free to walk
That makes me tend to keep my sleeping
know what's right or wrong
But they hung christ on nails
But with six kids at home and two still on her breast
They wouldn't even give her bail
Chorus
dead in the eyes, said "Mommy got diagnosed
With stage 2 cancer in my breasts and in my lymph nodes"
I'll never forget that feeling
And even when I say
I asked the jailor when's my time up he said son we won't forget
And if you try to keep your hands clean we may make a good man of you yet
I couldn't
anything to
Make you feel good
Clean clean superclean
God knows a jagged edge
Would suit you
Friends friends
Who needs friends
Sometimes they're
to beat the bass drum for justice and salvation
He's got the brains of einstein and the brawn of mister clean
He's a lightnin' flash who'll make the dash
Wind that makes the tall grass bend into leaning
And suddenly the raindrops that fall have a meaning
Sprinklin' the scene, makes it all clean
the type of music make a nigga flex
Start so gangster, move it throwing up the set
All the pretty niggas feeling only breasts
And the government are
baby everything is alright uptight
Out of sight baby, everything is alright
Uptight clean out of sight
She's a pearl of a girl
I guess that's what you
to the moon)
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again
the blackboard of my heart
It's too late to clean the slate and make another start
I'm satisfied the way things are although we're far apart
My tears have washed I
I have a hole
You have a hole
Let's make some love
I have two breasts
You have two breasts
Let's make some love
But you're
With that guy
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