Lyrics:
cobbler, dude, spit like a llama do
Used to be reckless, used to see what them commas do
New le Fleur season, summer time look like private school
Keep it
out of my own garden
And I made you a peach cobbler, would you slap me out?
Wonder if I gave you diamonds out of my own womb
Would you feel the love
At dark, you ain't gotta hide it
Keep it— metal gear solid
Lead the leaders, that's how you file it
Then clobber it
Low on energy, find peach cobbler
out of my own garden
And I made you a peach cobbler, would you slap me out?
Wonder if I gave you diamonds out of my own womb
Would you feel the love
taste it in the morning when I'm waking up
Like peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up
Got your legs around my neck so I can't get up
See
heard mama holler son hurry up
And I was close enough for my own nose to smell fresh cobbler on the stove
And I saw daddy loadin' up the truck
Cane
Oh, me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
I served my time at ould camp
Some call me an old agitator
But now I'm resolved to repent
With me
Oh, me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
I served my time at ould camp
Some call me an old agitator
But now I'm resolved to repent
With me
they bleedin'
I want head from East Nava
I wanna get the Benz at least dropper
Painted peach-cobbler
Want a girl who don't need Prada
She could be
they bleedin'
I want head from East Nava
I wanna get the Benz at least dropper
Painted peach-cobbler
Want a girl who don't need Prada
She could be
cursin' boots
Flat bottomed girls and them daisy dukes
They sweeter then momma cobbler
Hold on a minute somethings pullin' on my bobber
I think I got
have some more of that apple cobbler
Mama"
"You know it don't seem right", mm-mm-mm
Huh
"Saw him yesterday at the sawmill", huh
"Standin' way up
taste it
In the morning
When I'm waking up
Like peach cobbler
In my stomach
When I eat it up
Got your legs
Around my neck
So I can't get up
See the boys
Grillz)
Coral peach cobbler, dude
Spit likе a llama do used to be reckless
You should see what them commas do
New le FLEUR season
Summertime look like
Even at six foot one
You're a walking tower of Adidas crap at
A cobblers four times a month ketamine Sun
Ketamine Sun
I was right but now I'm wrong
I
peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up
Got your arms around my neck I can't get up
See them boys 112 we from the A (A)
And when it comes
changes during a lifetime
Maybe the cobbler tries a new heel on a boot, crops are rotated
But nothing changes how people are
What they spend their time
heard momma holler, son hurry up
I was close enough for my own nose
To smell fresh cobbler on the stove
And I saw daddy loadin' up the truck
Cane
part of the peach cobbler
But a fruit platter ought to do me better
She put that sugar on my tongue (ooh, ooh)
She's gonna gimme, gimme some (ooh,
peach cobbler in my stomach when I eat it up
Got your arms around my neck I can't get up
See them boys 112 we from the A (A)
And when it comes
boxing but I'm not no boxer
Northampton, yeah man I'm a cobbler
At time in my life man I went church
Air rifle for the pigeons on the verge
New life we
part of the peach cobbler
But a fruit platter ought to do me better
She put that sugar on my tongue (ooh, ooh)
She's gonna gimme, gimme some (ooh,
More peaches than cobbler, corner store soliciter
Drawers up her ass wipe, what you want
and what you need, and what you get is two different things
all in Prada
Everybody know that he a big shit popper
Smokin' ice cream, rollin' on some peach cobbler
Hitters on the payroll and a couple doctors
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