Lyrics:
, so sweet, yeah)
Sound of His voice
(So sweet, so sweet)
Send that chill in my body
(So sweet, so sweet)
And I was lifted
(So sweet, so sweet)
I tried
the devil knows where
Come all you young fellows, where 'ere you may be
Won't you find my sweet Nancy and bring her to me?
Ands all you young ramblers mind
My Grandma Died this last December
I cried and cried alone in my hotel
Her ring still shines on your finger
Holding us together by a thread
No
everywhere I look
The archipelagos enchanted by the beauty and smile
You're the best gift from my grand nature
Sweet pandan buko juice they ya all so fine
stacking racks to the sky
So it's funny I'm a fiend for what funds can't buy
So then what's the point?
I might need like fourteen
First things first my
Reach out and touch my soul
Give my life so much meaning
And everyone a heart of gold
Oh
Sweet love (well, well, well)
Oh
Sweet love (sweet
Reach out and touch my soul
Give my life so much meaning
And everyone a heart of gold
Oh
Sweet love (well, well, well)
Oh
Sweet love (sweet
high as fuck fuck
Now I can't tell who's my enemies
Good thing I got ten of these
Felonies caused by my separate identities
Sending me to the loony bin
stop to run this race
Ahh if you keep this pace
All things are possible by His grace
So I go down on my knees
Talk to my father
Head to the booth
Record
gently blows and fills my sails
Your sweet scented breath is everywhere
Daylight peeping through the curtains
Of the passing night time is your smile
into you
Darling, if you only knew
All the things that flow through my mind
But it's just a sweet sweet fantasy baby (yeah)
When I close my eyes
and reborn
(Memories on repe-)
Snap, snap, mmm
(Wi-wilson right beside m-)
(Me-me-me-me-)
(Memories on repeat)
Got Wilson right beside me (I'mma let my dawg
why we in this shit
Remind me why we in this shit
Cause we ain't on no pile of shit
Nigga I'mma make my music from my heart
And I live and I die by
Chevrolet
I held my baby in my arms
But my first love was always those songs
I'm talking 'bout
Soul days
Talking about those sweet soul days
I
forgot about the whole
Beyonce thing right? Okay cool is it OK now?
Remind me why we in this shit -
Nigga I'mma make my music from my heart
And I live
hits" But niggas get fooled
By the sexyness, I'm a real gritty bitch
[Chorus: Method Man]
Killa Lipstick, my femme fatale, with the biscuits
A hit
you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kinda hectic inside
Mm, baby, I'm so into you
Darling, if you only knew
All the things
Look at that turn it up please
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little knees
Somebody took a black thing and went thump
That's terrible! We heard about it
Gently blows and fills my sail
Your sweet-scented breath is everywhere
Daylight peeping through the curtain
Of the passing night time is your smile
cnd
fienin’ for the recipe/
I grab the swisher sweet/
She grab it straight from me/
She said I know the game baby/
Let’s make money/
Heyy/
[Hook Nancy Fletcher
oh
You go know the thing eee dey body oh
Eee dey body oh
For studio
The thing just dey sweet me like Oreo
You go accept the fact say I dey above you
nancy is my wife cause she is the bomb
(hey don't forget about me in this roll call)
joe is my brother who is standing tall
together there as powerful
wi' plunder
And for fair Scotia hame again, I cheery on did wander
I thought upon the banks o' Coil, I thought upon my Nancy
I thought upon the witching
My servants began to forge what was to become
The most dreaded costume on the face of the earth
The last thing to fit was the mask
Will it conform
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