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a wonderful day!
Such a wonderful day!
What a wonderful day!

Verse 3
Yuletide, dance of green & red
Second chance, imparted by a “yes”
With sweet affection,

buildings to and fro

And King Kong loves, Ballads real slow
Sings the pretty parts , way down low
He’s just a guy , who digs fine art
Give him a song by

to the project
Professional fresh fusion sweet like a bowl fruit
Since the age of a little man
Like the first time a young girl gets a hula hoop
Older now big time

Clouded by the lights (Flashhh)
Sharpie tats on my sleeve (Sleeeve)
Blinded by the white lies
I vomit what they never see (Blah)
Negligent to what's omitted

on
The Live at Five
No pictures of Amy Fisher weeping
No closeups of Ivana Trump blowing her nose
The theme song will not be written by
Andrew Lloyd Webber

Alcindoro
Dove?

Musetta
Al piè!

Marcello
Gioventù mia, tu non sei morta, né di te è morto il sovvenir...
Se tu battessi alla mia porta t'andrebbe il mio

with the wrong girl
Thinking don’t forget me,
Now I’m off a bottle of the henny
And I’m stressing
And the messages aint sending
And they coming up green

supposed to be
Cos it's a game plyed by those who love celebrity
And that's not what music supposed to be
Al Green, Sam Cook and Donnie Hathaway
Try finding

I'm tryna change my aspect on life
I'm tryna connect with my environment cause the climate has changed
Whenever Labor Day comes by, I'm cleaning my

If you talking shit
Then my bros gon' do a hit

Guada got the clips
You will never see him finch

Pablo goin' mad
This green turned me into Grinch

you're looking at a captain
Jump aboard you won't sink
25 should have got a Porsche no tints
Rolled by and I sold Nines in the mist
Got Mo stacks turned 18

I can't complain



And inside the radio's playing a song so soft and serene

Is that a soulful Willy Mason or a modern Al Green

Well the truth is

in the green sweet
NBA ballin you ain't made it out the D league
We be rollin blunts and packin bongs and holdin funds attackin songs
I know that imma

Always got some green

Twenty-pointers in the buffs, bitch
My view icy
Balaclavas back-to back-to back, bitch
We too shiesty
Know that shit designed by

high as a bee
I can't stand i stand up for myself
'cause I know I'm a man

Can't stand up by myself 'cause
The lean got me dead he don't like alcohol
But

call me Vik"

Okay, I did a full inspection
Head-to-toe, he rocked black denim (M-m-m)
Flashed the grin, sweet as sin
Said to him: "Hey, my name's Nikki

strong"
Can't take the fact that you've been gone
You're the reason I write this song
Seems like days just look so long
Can't figure out where I ran
Out

on some
Queen by my side, ya that been done
Green with the slime, ya that’s going to come
Cream in my ride, I don’t want none 
Ask me bout my biz, I won’t

Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery

Fresh Air

Brother Ali

Us

2009

nobody do it like us
Sunday morning play Al Green, make pancakes and watch cartoons
Sometimes get to change that scene, catch a plane and see somewhere

1-2-3 APPLE TREE

Herman Düne

1-2-3 Apple Tree

2008

like, "David, it's like one, two, three"
as you're climbing barefoot on the apple tree
it is as sweet as me, and as good as new
and you know how bad I

Sleeping Princess of the Arges

Ancient

Mad Grandiose Bloodfiends

1997

ears they whisper, a sullen song of melancholy

Five hundred years have passed since the flowers blossomed
Green meadows now benighted and shadows

losing control
Feeling all my songs
Shawty in the zone
Shawty got me feeling like im losing control yeah
Stay by my side when i'm gone ride
If you wanna

the green
I'm on the road
Real nigga move by the code
I like all my bitches mean

Won't never fold
I ain't the nigga who told
Spinnin' yo block I patrol
I'm