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Hmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby Yo' street in a Range Rover (C'mon) Street sweeper, baby Cocked ready to let it go (Hot shit) Shimmy, shimmy cocoa
like a caravan Gypsy rover in a magic land Misty mountains where the eagles fly Lonely valleys where the lost ones cry I had a little letter full
wanna come back If she cannot break through All of my walls Hoe Hook x2 Red rover Red rover I call your name over I wanna see how hard you go Is
heard As they march by that billabong Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
roller And I ain't got no dogs in my yard But I own a couple rovers And you know how I get down there Call before ya come, don't pop around here Because it
a natural fact That the white man is back Chorus I'll eat you up like some butter cups from Reese's I come in peace, but you'll leave in pieces That's how
with some other guy Ain't no needing why My pride wont allow me to even try, Took one in the sleeve Without you by my side It's safe to say I'll die But
Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true
better than yours? Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws Come to see me without no drawers In a stretch Lex with about ten doors? How is murder?
Candyman, farewell to the flesh Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known When you walk up in this Dead
Irish That isn't your fault Raise up our voices like dogs in a pack Thankful for honest man, we never lack We got them by twenties, we got them by ones
cans I got your bitch up in my Rover man I never kiss her, I never hold her hand In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man I'mma pimp her, it's over man
there's no sickness toil nor danger in that bright land to which I go CHORUS: I'm going there to see my FatherI'm going there no more to roam I'm only going
Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow cnd I'll be your true
you'll get greeted By the 380 colt mustang in my pocket I had a few drinks already, don't make me cock it Cause if I have to cock it, well then it's
Come over the hill, my bonny Irish lass Come over the hill to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vows And I'll be your true
Who you think you are? In North America Come to be a star Made it this far You fucking Jamaican-lunged Irish-livered British-invading
action You're all blah blah blah! Come to terms with it born to clean the kit Your life's a farce get off your arse Take my advice get back in class
Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true
as candy Comes stumbling in With an Irish charm Swooning all the American woman There's another Irish lad He goes by the name of Fionn He can spend an hour
To be shot by explosive bullets Or wretchedly starve and fly And where the pirate harries In the isles of southern seas At the peak of the hellish vessel
so easy to fall in love It's so easy to fall in love Okay wait, now hold up Let me switch that flow up Call her to come over and you Just try
a girl on the road Nothing is more beautiful than a freeway In my fantasy I come upon an Irish hitchhiker He says his tour bus left him stranded by
Come over the hills, my bonny Irish lass Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road, love, and I'll make the vow And I'll be your true
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