Lyrics:
she finally got the letter she was dreaming of
Well, Johnny wrote and told her he done fell in love
As soon as he was married he would bring her back
she finally got the letter she was dreaming of
Well, Johnny wrote and told her he done fell in love
As soon as he was married he would bring her back
moccasins and put on my bib
Wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring her back to the place and your dress I'm peeling
Your body's
moccasins and put on my bib
Wheelin' and dealin' I make a little bit of stealing
I'll bring her back to the place and your dress I'm peeling
Your body's
a drive-by
Ride by, kill 'em like a drive-by
Drive by in a Wrath, nigga, big dog
Shot the bitch all in the face, then I told her wipe off
Then I had
that thing go bloaw
Let her drink it till she drown
Atta girl gon' wild, pop a bottle
Bring the 1738 Champagne the boss
Watch ya gettin' money make
Damn, damn, damn James
Dickie shorts and Lincoln's clean, leaning checking out the scene
Gangsta boys bligga's lit, riding out talking shit
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her
When she's on her best behaiviour
Don't be tempted by her favours
Never turn your back on mother earth
Towns are hurled from A to B
By hands that
by name.
Pay good money to hear fire and rain again
And again and again.
Some are like summer coming back every year,
Got your baby, got your
the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)
James Todd Smith and nine years old
When Sugarhill was in control
I'm listenin'
to me,
Bring my darling home.
Ev'ry night I wander down beside the sea,
Callin' to the wind to blow her back to me;
Now my arms are empty, since she
belong
Think I'll go back to the Keys.
(Chorus)
'Cause I don't want the thing that brings confusion
Where people recognize you on a plane
All I
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlour
And I'll show you
to the St. James Infirmary,
I saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table,
So cold, and fine, and fair
Go ahead!
Let her go, let
back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
, bring back cathedral
Man, these shoes, it's just illegal
Boast these hoes, it's Tommy Lee
That's two face all you niggas, James
Black batmobile, I fly
pants, do your dance
Poppin' rubber bands, hit the dash, make it fast (oh)
(Ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
Yeah, waitin' by
her back
And build a mansion for 'em by the railroad track
So every time they heard the locomotive roar
They'd be a' standin', a' wavin' by
on her dimpled chin
While stars in heaven did play
But along came a howlin' that old
North Wind and carried her away
North Wind
North Wind bring my
Hoof prints and foot prints deep ruts the wagons made
The victor and the loser came by here
No head stones but these bones bring Mascalero
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