Lyrics:
to the plan if you wanna get a pass
Flowers thrown at the kid
I'm living world class
Bag of grass and some brown liquor
No chaser, sipping harsh
Spitting bars
'em all
And to get 'em in by daylight if he could
And to follow the chuck wagon and to always hitch the team
And to help the carsonaro rustle wood
brown
Sometimes I want to move to the other part of town
But to keep from going out of my mind
I move the furniture around
Moving furniture around
No
My dad used to raise turkeys for Christmas
And about a week before he'd take them into town
He always kept ther biggest one 'specially for us
she reaches out to touch me
shes smiles when i get lost in her brown eyes
just knowing that she loves me
makes everything thats wrong in my world
the bum is bound by al
When the charts are fouled
When the crowds go wild
(Wiki)
How did I land? Right in this land
Man-hat-tan
Right were you stand
Block so check it
The type of thing where if you make the wrong move you get wet kid
with the technology, brought by the duo
Plus one makes a trio, that's
up, here come one ay what's yo name hun?
Jackie brown, yea that pop
Ay I'm chuck, this Mikey rocks
And let me introduce you to some kids that you
it all for a while
Just when I think, I can't face one more day
And go on, the way I should
I remember, I remember something good
Piece by piece
and she asked me to dance,
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola,
L-O-L-A Lola la-la-la-la Lola
Well I'm not the world's most
you amidst your machines gone
mad and dreamy
a jar of roses
old anemic
from bright to brown
burners on to keep the plants warm
to keep the air
Brown motherfucker with the master plan
So you better not slip, 'cause I'm lookin for a jack
So if you putos see me coming, loco go for your gat
[Chorus]
the world to see
Just like a car I'll drive you, out of your mind
It's always the first thing, in us having a good time
In us having a good time, bop
always put a nigga down with the (?)
That's jockin' JT, one raw nigga from the PC
Kickin' the shit that be thumpin'
In a club, that's all you hear pumpin':
confusion, and you can do it, only by the heart of someone. I always thought that love can be forever new, forever new, and ever new, and ever and ever
dont really give a fuck about homies
take you down one by one but you are dyin' slowly
fonies you know u gets no love
and if you yappin' and i catch you
thank god cause I know I've been bless
To find a girl like you that will always stay true
You we're there by my side when I depended on you
When I give
to my whole family
He always tell me when John Brown
Was getting ready to come around
Don't blame me
Don't blame me
I hide it all except a few
I looked in his pretty brown eyes and ever since I saw him
I've been checking for him seriously
And when he walks by I say hi
He don't reply
the Melanin
stung by a jellyfish? I'm sellling R. Kelly's piss
""Who wan' rank?"" on some 'Belly' shit
Fuck every president First lady the immigrant
Don't
and still real
She curved me in '07 but you know I'ma still kill
Young brown boys, how we came up from Lil' Bills
If I spend a hundred K, you know that I'm
leaves, I'm gonna free the rose
Been Rip Van Winklin' forever now
We've arrived at this juncture, I've no idea how
By no means perfect, but today's not bad
you gave a thought
- To where you at, how you doin man?, better check your head before my pulse knocks you down like James Brown
(chorus)
- This is
pope on your block
In a big brown truck like I am ups
And I don't know about y'all
That re-up real small
You don't spend more then a
Thousand at the mall
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