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To subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Bodies slam, to oxygen, drop a mule Urinating rocket fuel, freestylin over gospel tunes Rhymes by
It's blown away Oh my Oklahoma home is blown away Yeah, it's up there in the sky In that dust cloud over n' by My Oklahoma home is in the sky
nail Stealing Free is like trying take a old stain out Your boy's on fire, my boat stays out It's gon' take more than a wire, to close they mouth Got
Now you say you keep saying us Who do you think you Are, huh?, I in all honesty Must acknowledge my Father, my Father is not a human father My Father
suspend my knickers Their whole style, it depends on knickers Y'all wanna talk, wanna dance like knickers Fuck a mule, I want the land, my nigga Villa
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill 'Cause the bridge's washed out At the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up Little Creek's level Plow my
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill 'Cause the bridge's washed out At the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up and Little Creek's level Plow my
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill 'Cause the bridge's washed out At the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up Little Creek's level Plow my
a little longer Pull off your coat throw it in the corner Don't see why you don't stay a little longer You can't go home if you're going by the mill
When I was a boy I had a lot of fun I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son My mother she was a fisherman's wife She was scrubbing floors most
coat, throw it in the corner Don't see why ya don't stay a little longer (spoken) That's Tiny Roy Hey Sittin, in the window singin' to my love
My name is Reginald Lafayette Bullock (Thomas/Mack). Son of cnnie Marie Bullock-Pompey and son of a father whom I've never met, cllen Mack. On my
Morning comes much too soon I'm lying in a heap My head is pounding, my body's aching I want to go back to sleep Don't tell me how to live my
Can't go home if you're goin' by the mill 'Cause the bridge's washed out At the bottom of the hill Big Creek's up Little Creek's level Plow my
one So bring your body Have you screaming Jesus Christ My sex is godly This shit ain't no fun and games It ain't a hobby I'm just giving you the facts
a little longer Pull off your coat throw it in the corner Don't see why you don't stay a little longer You can't go home if you're going by the mill
rock Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees You can have a good time with G.O.D Shake that body, party that bod
a huge title to wear but one you got to bare I aint telling no lies cause your body is Tight Love the way that you work it up All night Far from average
the Mook punch The last few months I've been Plannin' this guy body Cause bodyin' guys is my hobby My body got a arm/leg/leg/arm/head It's a God body i swear
dibs Had to get some money put some meat up on my ribs Im just tryna eat like I haven't ate never They say health is wealth so i gotta eat a lil
"Ugh" Where is my mule and Fourty eight acres? "aiy" Abraham Linclon, dead and stinkin' Use your brain black men start Thinkin' "give it them" I refuse
should I do Inject a little sniff of love but motherfuckers know it's cool Roll another wicked primo, got my head up in the mules They say that if they
With the muthafuckin BM drop, 325 By the way, me and my crew, we real live Get absurd and hit a nigga with the bloody birds Niggas can't fuck around
I'm a pimp, but that don't mean I go around beatin' up no chicks Bitch, I'm a dog for my brothers, I go all out on the law By Allah, we had it snowin',
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