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are the ones I find
On the back end of rocky highs
Rocky mountains that touch the sky
Where I found myself, before I tried
To be the type, the type

words
You are blessed girl, can I get a church word!

You ever seen a booty on a ballerina?
You ever seen a booty on a ballerina?
You ever seen a booty

you are a boss
Cause you got a mill
You ain't meek
My dreams my treasure
I'ma surely find it
Cause I seek by digging deep
Into a pit
Where my destiny

match for my God.
He delivered me and now all my fears are gone. 
You can try to get in my head
I'll think positive thoughts instead
Self talk and pray my

are low that's when we tend to live the high life
Rolling switches slowly trying to paint a bigger picture
And kept a heater by my side like I'm in

The past, it is you
And your flaws, it is true
And I'm telling you
You got the world by your hands
And your potential is as vast as this ocean view

There's a beauty in the chase
Outside lookin in hope to soon be in the place
I've had the highest highs that blew into space
Followed by lows that

scrunchie
Come join Heather in hell

Where have you been?

We've been worried sick! Your friend JD stopped by 
He told us everything

"Everything"?

Little Boy Bullfighter

The Bell Sisters

The Bermuda Girls: The Original Hits and Lots More

2002

We'll sing you a ditty of Mexico City
Where toro and toreador reign
Of a boy not so old, who was feeling quite bold
With the fire of bullfighting

don't care bout' yo opinion (Bitch!)
Hog tied you gone die fore' I give in (Yop!)
1 man only 1 come out livin' (Yea!)
Back pocket where I hold it I'm

now by far to your attentions
that you might call upon deliverance to void me.
Work me, work me, oh Jesus, Jesus, that you too are hung
as I to you

on the weekend
Church on Sunday exactly what I Needed
Going thru a season
Just to get seasoned
As uh example where you leading
Purpose showed me uh true meaning

inspiration from bands like Earth Wind and Fire, Gap Band, Sly and the Family Stone and of course Parliament Funkadelic. It doesn't matter who you are or where

i take you out
And by take you out i mean, kill you
Who's the cutest person on the planet?  still you

You're gorgeous you're gorgeous, light up

Blazin'
Fade out
Faded...
Nigga, I'm gone (I'm gone, I'm gone)
What the fuck are you on? (Uh)
What the fuck do you want?
(Feel that)
(Let me get through)

been hating I’ve been breaking
I can’t sleep my soul is tired now my eyes are aching body’s shaking
Deliberating everybody's always snaking

to stunt
I don't need chains and bandannas to stunt
My skin is enough to get shot by a gun
I'm dead if I stay, dead if I run
Shawty finally chose me over him

Yuh
Look
Yeah
Look, Yeah

I'm reserving my apology
I put my Sovereign down
I'm serving up the Monarchy
But where they at though
When the Gat goes

you want, but that is the problem
How can I suffer, when I can't see the bottom
I was born to be great, like that shit was postpartum
My songs are my

and it's where we shine, we'll horrify you each and every time
It's a home from home like our tomb at Giza, now let me introduce to you a real crowd pleaser

get done so I'm suckin' your feet
I make you ride with my thumb underneath, life feel good when you fuckin' a G
You are heels over head about me
N in

the night
Now I see where the stars are going
Lighting right inside up my mind
Demons on my brain
No they won't go away
Demons on my brain
Now they're here

is full of pins
That are pulling through the twine
Just to seal off your final sentence
Actions become pointless
By a mis sweep of your neighbour's

about the birds and the bricks
Where I'm from
The young boys become men at age ten
But most are dumb and either wind up
Dead or in the state pen
Glocks