Lyrics:
a grape vine o're the door
And a little white washed chimney at the end
Oh, I'm going back, yes, going back to the place I love so well
looking like a black grape and stuff
First time saying you had me gonna crush
And if you ever give it to me
Give it to me rough
You got me saying (you
grapes
Ay we don't go on dates
Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste
Tatted on my choker
Shoppin' sprees at Dover
I ain't stopping shit
You say you're heading out to
California
You've heard the grapes are falling
From the vine
I was hoping you might have the
Urge to write me
Fknnn Pirates in space...
Pigs in a blanket
Cotton candy grapes
Do you wanna see it?
Pirates in space
Pirates in space
Pirates in space
Fknn
bucket list
I give her number one, she need a bucket quick
cnd when we done, she feel me like a majesty
Grape, grape, grape, grape
Grape, grape, grape
Keeping it on wax but
It's California
I want you back pretty lady
Cause your roses dry
Wax turns to wane like grapes to wine
Fact is I'm drunk off
the door
it's grape time
waiting waiting for the day
to get results
the door is locked
day two
you be me and I be you
hunters walking
the empty shelves
go bust to replace
Just what is here by the case
Hear the lonesome locomotion roar
Hobo hop on if you dare
And it rolls where grapes of wrath are
I think of life
It's sweet and sour
My life's as sweet as saccharin
You know three week old milk and grapes are not the same,
They're not the same,
back and forth, pop corks of the best grapes
Make the best CD's and the best tapes
Don't forget the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be Richie
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed
(The West)
And where they get their slang from?
(The West)
And where they get their strains from?
(The West)
And where they get their grapes from?
(The
Grapes' would steal his jewels, and put
them in the mouths of Vic. actor fools.
Of this he was convinced.
Sounds like hick wap huh? Sounds like a load
Yes, in the very temple of delight
Veiled melancholy has its to ran temple,
Although no one is seen but him, whose assertive tongue
Joy's grape may
the sun's rays
And the days when our children play
Now they been crushed like grapes
There ain't no escape
This is your place, this is your kingdom
This
When Fall comes to New England
The sun slants in so fine
And the air's so clear
You can almost hear the grapes grow on the vine.
The nights are
tho, 'cause I don't trust y'all
I'm into luff on some grapes and a BuzzBall, trippin' like
Look at this shit here (here)
This sucker shit is running
to just last night
When I got home, it was maybe a little late
There was ne'er a crumb or ne'er a plate
There was no martini, no glass of grape
But it was
find the time?
Hate to love it
It's too good to be true
Easy does it
Breaking all the rules
Undercover
Outside by the pool
Grapes and honey, mm
you go, go, go, go for G
Grapes, glue, gyroscopes
Go, go, go, go for G
Go, go, go, go for G
You'll feel glorious, generous, gleeful and great
yeah, yeah
But grapes out on the ocean
Are gonna feel some motion
You don't want that pink wine bruisin'
When that juice boat starts cruisin'
You
so up, can't lose weight (alright)
Style like grapes, Ice T on skates (skrrt)
Stacks like safe, yeah, get you four-five placed (skrrt)
Don't matter
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Make you want to holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy, don'tcha know
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade
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