Lyrics:
you know they gon' flock
I bought another island wit' them foreign head lights
I scored a hundred birds, and they flew the same night
Them laws keep
a flock of a thou'
Yelled from one to another
It's morning out loud
"It's morning, it's morning
It's morning", they cried
From the edge of the treetops
While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by nigh
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a Holy light:
Go, tell it
of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind
And left their flocks a-feeding
In
(He's fine) he walks in the club with love in his eyes
As he steps flock, flockin' females by his side
Lookin' scrumptious, even though he ain't tryin'
that's my eat Atlanta car
See first I brought you juiceman, then I brought you flock flame
Gucci mane the bossman but you can call me iceman
a brick,
Get a flock and make a fist, get a pot,
Find a bitch, open shop, this ya spot, at her house, trap it out
"I'm selling that good caine, got dope
beers
Friday night about a half past ten
When a flock of secretaries came strutting in
The one in the front was a little too tall
The one in
and worship,
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the newborn King!
Shepherds, in the fields abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now
what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No them bitches ain't eating, they dying of hunger
Motherfucka I'm me, who
mean
Brick Squad dream team
I got money to blow, naw I ain't drizzy
Money make the world go round, that's why I'm dizzy
Standin behind Gucci, Flock
tell by ya charm
(When I'm in need)
Far as girls you got a flock
I can tell by ya charm and ya arm
(I gotta leave)
But I'm lookin' for the one
Have
Had my congregation, had my flock
When I was a shepherd of men
Chased the wild goose, chased the pot of gold
Chased the rainbows end
How can
help that we popular
And all these folks want to flock to us
Come to a show and just rock with us
A million plus with binoculars
I'mma be, I'mma
grab my .44 and mop the flo'
I Mop & Glo, the feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring
flocks, draw nigh to gaze,
We too will thither bend our joyful footsteps,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore
yes I was a comical priest
"With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece"
Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint
Down
the Virgin's womb;
Very God,
Begotten, not created.
[Refrain]
See how the shepherds
Summoned to His cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze!
can be
Tend the mic when we strike precisely
We freak the level with the funk from the inner
Heaven, give me inner, black as I present a
Flock
Down in the valley the sheperd sees
His flock is close at hand
And in the night sky a star is falling down
From someone's hand
Somewhere,
watching
Over silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
Go, tell it on the mountain
Over the hills and everywhere
to His cradle,
Leaving their flocks, draw nigh to gaze!
We, too, will thither
Bend our hearts' oblations.
[Refrain]
Lo, star-led chieftains,
flock of sheep
And we're tired of hearing promises
That we know they'll never keep.
[Chorus]
We've got to stand together
Every woman, every man,
Because of Christmas day
While shepherds watch their flock by night
They see a bright new shining star
Then hear a choir sing
The music seemed to come from
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