Lyrics:
see you, celestial
Like a lion, you ran
A Goddess you rolled
Like an eagle you circled, in perfect purple
So how come things move on?
How come
Let them waltz in gay Vienna,
Or see the sites of old Peru.
Let others cross the sea;
Those things are not for me.
I found my world in you.
I
cutie want to be wit me
I can see us together at award shows
Just like P. Diddy and J.Lo
Cameras flash paparazzi, what's the scoop yo
But the love
how it should be, yeah
When he's the one,
I'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning
And that's just the beginning, yeah
Snow white said
a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But there's one promise darling
I'll see you on God's golden shore
Through this open world I'm about to ramble
I'd like to build the world a home
And furnish it with love
Grow apple trees and honey bees
And snow-white turtle doves
I'd like to teach
Pseudo intellect
Appease the herds
Can't keep warm with your P.C. words
Lighting fire with faggots
Lighting fire with faggots
Lighting fire with
windowsills
I turn my thoughts to the springtime
How much longer 'til
When night becomes morning
I yearn to see
A blanket of fallen snow
But yearning means
heart,
And see my morning sun.
And if that's not loving me, then all I've got to say,
God didn't make the little green apples,
And it don't rain in
I live out here in the wind and the pouring rain
Somewhere between 14th Avenue and Main
In the summer heat, the winter's freezing snow
You see I
The snow still laying thick on the ground
Leaves him on a high crossroads
Where he can see for miles around
The sun is shining, sky is blue
like that nigga cuz I'm on TV
They want me cuz I have the initials that's like P.C.
But I'm a mac and I've been that way since like sixteen
Since like
meat, drink skeet like protein
Trigga Maxo C, Mexican OT
Zaza pounds of the loud get 'em OT
Drank by the case, took a pint to the face
Like P. Diddy,
crrtez vos manires, arrtez vos manires, allez le P.c.G, allez le P.c.G, allez le P.c.G on est prts à tout niquer
allez le P.c.G on est prts à tout
snow)
But until then I'll be posted up right here with my heat, gettin' dough (gettin' dough)
I see things won't change (won't change) I'm stuck in
I'd give anything to see
A little Christmas tree
And to hear, hear the laughter
Of children playing in the snow
To kiss my baby, under
eyes
All you see are sullen skies
There's a place that you may roam
Where the land and cold wind blows
The land of fallen snow
The land of fallen snow
their treasures
Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa's big scene
And above all this bustle
You'll hear
Silver bells, silver
you Master P (Master P)
Please, that body, body is a masterpiece
Freak, I throw it deep then put that ass to sleep
Cheap, he was cheap, bitch, that
Pushing my P. Which my muscle
Watin my eyes done see
No gree, no gree for lost
See me for church
Praying to God on my knees
Make I no fall back to my sins
I
romance
Was on the strict Q.T.
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
I won't be around
To hear you cry
I'm Texas bound
And by and by
You
to go
You cannot see them
They are covered in snow
Covered in snow
Covered in snow
Covered in snow
Covered in snow
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh,
Say mayne, I had this pussy ass nigga come up to me the other day
You know what I'm sayin'?
Talkin' 'bout "say Bun B
Bun B you gon' rep for P
Gather 'round
This is the tombstone
Of Peter Pan R.I.P.
Say a prayer
For all the children
Everyone
That still believes
Peter Pan R.I.P.
Clear
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