Lyrics:
Lock it, fill it, curl it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it,
of dark rum
And the sun sinking down on me
My catch of the day is a tall Cuba Libra
Chased down with a twelve ounce Curl
Yeah, rum is the reason pirates
fill it, curl it, find it
View it, curl it, jam - unlock it
Surf it, scroll it, pose it, click it
Cross it, crack it, twitch - update it
Name it,
Cruella De Vil, Cruella De Vil
If she doesn't scare you, no evil thing will
To see her is to take a sudden chill
Cruella, Cruella
The curl in her
country's name
She's got medals
She got very tired of picking up girls
Cleaning her gun and shaving her curls
Then the enemy dropped a bomb
Survivors
Bitch aye please don’t touch my curls
No no please don’t touch my curls like
Bitch aye please don’t touch my curls
No no please don’t touch my curls
as well curl up and die, oh
Oh, can't you see what's inside of me
Yes, I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to let my baby be
as well curl up and die, oh
Oh, can't you see what's inside of me
Yes, I'm afraid
I'm gonna have to let my baby be
I'm legit
With no makeup
Don't have to curl my hair up
All this booty here mine
I'mma dolla worth a dime
Real bosses stand up
Ladies throw your
eyes start to roll
To the curl of your lips
In the center of eclipse
In total darkness I, I reach out and touch
My mind's goin' to racing
Stand up tall weights in hand
Palms face up take a stand.
Curl them up nice and slow
Feel the power let it grow.
Bicep Curl lift it high
Build that
When I was a young man courting the girls
I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth take a couple
We have a big show for you tonight
Yea, Lamar J all day
My waves standing up now it's curls For the girls
Curls for the girls
Curls for the girls
My
Here I am back home again
I'm here to rest
All they ask is where I've been
Knowing I've been West.
I'm the family's unknown boy
Golden curls
Drop ya middle finger down and Curl yah index
Drop ya middle finger down and Curl yah index
Drop ya middle finger down and Curl yah index
A heart in
the path it makes that's a clue to other songs
Her hair curls in the damp of the night
The scent recalls like a photograph with life
Her hair, it curls
You curl around me like a fern in the spring
Lie down here
Let me sing the things you bring
And we can go down easy
Oh, my lover, we can go down
curls
I've been looking all over, all over the world
For a pretty little homegrown hometown girl
Her mamma's mamma was born right here
And her roots
like a brand new knife
I pull up the covers and curl up tight
Turn down the sound turn off the light
Close my eyes and I quietly whisper
Goodnight,
eyes and darkbrown curls dear made skies of grey turn into blue
But now you've gone and lost forever I've got them old Hawaii blues)
You left me down
Jheri curls and cherry sprite like jj this girl dynamite
She turn my toes to curly fries at least they got my order right (owe)
Might get some jheri
Bourgeois and biblical
Hanging on nails
Mad metallic icons
The old cyclone still compels
Your hoity haiku lip curls
The onion papers drain
the sunset kinda, yeah, yeah
Rollin' eyes back in my head, make my toes curl, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you got that yummy, yum
That yummy, yum
That yummy, yummy
I used to know a pretty girl
Who cut off all her hair
The scissors flew among her curls
And curls were everywhere
I gathered up her fallen locks
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