Lyrics:
school, cheese sandwiches
To venue fees for you to swing yo fist to dis
And I got a bad bitch, cute in the face with a fat ass
And you better hold dat blick
but do you
Know what I need
Like sandwiches with some love making
Can you be my peace
Just like a duece-deuce doot-doot-doot-doot
Can you be my peace
We took the train into Ghostville
Packed a paper bag of sandwiches
Maggie took out her compass
And pointed the way right before the glass fogged up
This right here is a real kidz bop
Homemade turkey sandwiches stuffed up in a ziplock
Stressing over the first girl that I ever would lip lock
Flipping mattresses trying make it out the pit
Throwing sandwiches on some disrespectful shit
Better your tongue watch your tone
Little booser
Unc was
traveling hard
Bad surprises, great rewards
Eating sandwiches in NY
cbusing tacos in Mexico
In my heart you have a home
You can come back whatever you
cnd we will leave this city
With the hope of returning a little later
Bring the sandwiches, I'll bring the drinks
The journey is long and perhaps it
numbers like muffins
While Mary popped out the oven
I don't need a baker
cnita baker on my radio
Ham and turkey major
Sell the sandwiches for ratios
THE SANDWICH MAKER
ARTHUR:
Oh Lamuella,
In your forest my ship crashed from above,
Oh Lamuella,
For your people I make sandwiches with love.
My
of road. And I've always been sort of addicted
to the horrible food that they have there: sandwiches, and stuff
like that. If I had brought my own coffee...
me the bread
Keep the rest of the sandwiches
In traffic
Button turn this bitch automatic
Stuffing dead niggas in sweet aromatic
If you ain't having no
Hello
Hello, Is this thing on
Tonight we are going to buy some sandwiches
We're going to cook the sandwiches
But first we're going to watch TV
I
and cheese or horse meat delight
Howling Joe's sandwiches are out of sight
Howling Joe's sandwiches are out of sight
A bluesman at heart with a soulful croon
a knife that they made sandwiches
White Hen Decapitator - Then he ran out of the door
White Hen Decapitator - Of the Burnham Illinois store
When
sandwiches
The cast a cla clack clack clocklo clong clacklack googoogo blahblahblah guhguhguh hahahahaha yeah
I'm selling Oxycotin
On my Palm Pixie, man,
slice ourselves up and make sandwiches [Sandwiches]
If only we could turn our heads into cheeses
We could jump into a mushroom omelette
And make it taste
Nobody pray for me
It's been that day for me
Way (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
Finesse a nigga with some
chair laughing
That shit's hilarious nigga
I'm a nefarious nigga with ambition
So bitch quit your damn bitching
I'm itching for sandwiches
So get
the sun and moon and sing a song of cheer
Just fill your basket full of sandwiches and weenies
Then lock the house up, now you're set
And on the beach
a child's toy
As we staggerd into land with all the waiters eatn' sandwiches
We tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi
He emptied out his eardrums, I
a child's toy
As we staggerd into land with all the waitors eatin' sandwiches
We tried to mooch a towel from the hoi poloi
He emptied out his eardrums I
I've a banquet planned which is
Sandwiches and beans
Coffee's just as grand
With a little sand
Eat and you'll grow fatter, boy
S'matter, boy?
Huh,
and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches and nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
You want me
Well come on and break the door down
well come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You want me, well, come
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