Lyrics:
I'm crazy about Oklahoma, Texas so doggone big
Honey, I'm crazy about Oklahoma, you know Texas so doggone big
Oklahoma got the oil, baby, Texas got
of life...You make my heart sing
How beautiful is your love, oh my twin soul
How much better is your love than wine
And the fragrance of your oils than any spice
just get the money
Go come second time
if her booty oil taste like honey
I might get it every night to the morning
Link me up with all this guys
thinking
ESU
Palm oil that's Ogun
Honey in the mouth that's Osun
All white Obatala Yemoja Ochosi deep in the woods come follow me
Ifa divine the way GPS
territory
I take you down, down to the sea
Can't you see honey, looking at me
Like I've got some answer to some disease
And I'm just happy, on your knees
Better than cream cheese and bagels
Better than honey on bread
Better than champagne and pretzels
Better than breakfast in bed
Better than chili
through from a floral oil
Honey my bee floating to me
Petal to the floor, so keep it on me
You very me plot up on our soil
I'll give up the lead
Bring me
to melt
I believe I'm catching a cold
Got oil on my feathers and I can't fly
Gotta get back to your love
I'm a clown without a circus
There's no one
them in the cellar with the naughty boys
A little nigger sugar then a rub-a dub-a baby oil
Black on, black on every finger nail and toe
We've only
This ain’t murdermile, that’s just the way I smile. You’re like hot oil, got your roots down in a fire. Spitting shit like a tire.
Got your foot
I just poured a deuce in this lil fanta cause the four wasn't hittin
Benjamin my slimeball every day another money mission
Honey Dippin
Dab of this
He's got a plot of ground
He found over oil
Oh, my how chic we are
He bought New Jersey
So he could call me his girl
Oh, man, a feat we are!
in rotation
Wriggle wriggle
Between the fingertips of others
Oil has spilled
Irreplaceable hope
I turned my light out to you honey
I turned my light
them in the cellar with the naughty boys
A little nigger sugar then a rub-a dub-a baby oil
Black on, black on every finger nail and toe
We've only
Bergamot, Jasmine, Cinnamon sheets
Blood Amber, honey coil in the heat
Midnight oil, baptizing me
Anointing, simmerin', let it reek
The sweetness
makes me the bitter fool I am
But this four-wheel buggy is
A-dollaring me to death
For gas and oils and fluids and grease
And wires and tires
heads
Time and money for girls covered with honey
You lie and aspire to be as cunning
Reelin' and rockin' and rollin' the B-sized D-cup
Order
He's got a plot of ground
He found over oil
Oh, my how chic we are
He bought New Jersey
So he could call me his girl
Oh, man, a feat we are!
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees
He said "Hey momma, hey let me check your oil all right?"
She said "No, no honey, not tonight
Two teaspoons organic Pitcairn honey
One teaspoon organic Yuja Chung
One teaspoon organic Tahitian vanilla
½ teaspoon ethical foie gras
¼ teaspoon Alba
vein
I'm going to get my works
Weeks have passed without a single grain
I've taken a turn
I've lost what I once was craving
The oil will not burn, but I
This ain't murdermile
That's just the way I smile
You're like hot oil
Got your roots down in a fire
Spitting shit like a tire
Got your foot
She's a line thrower, dip it in a honey bowl,
She's a line burner, rub it in with vinegar and oil,
She goes from one sky to another looking for a liner.
a lot of rough necks, when the oil boom was high
But pay day would get a little rowdy, thank God the field run dry
It's just a little bitty pissant
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