Lyrics:
leg tucked in my socks
Puff and lay a spread, order drinks, Henn on the rocks
Wintertime sport a fox, maybe a sable
Three-quarter length mink sound
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
tucked
Tucked deep, deep in my fantasy
'Cause in reality, we're a mistake
Don't need permission to do what I do to you
When all you are to me's
Gadzooks, she's going to tell him off, she's feeling very sore
And just in case the headsman wants to give her an encore
She has her head tucked underneath
Gadzooks, she's going to tell him off, she's feeling very sore
And just in case the headsman wants to give her an encore
She has her head tucked underneath
There were five sleepyheads
All tucked into their beds
While I sang a lullaby
One got dream dust in her eye
There were four sleepyheads
Playing
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Watch my corn pop up in rows
Every night be tucked in close to you
Raise our kids where the good Lord's blessed
Point our rockin' chairs towards
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
up with,
And what would our kids look like.
Well I guess I got my answer
As I tucked them in tonight.
Hey, I don't think dreams come any truer
tucked, chinos tucked
Mm
Bloody blunts, bloody blunts, bloody blunts
Mm
Boof pack, all the skunk, bloody blunts, mm
George Washington, the quarter in my
the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her?
Can anybody see?
She is yearning
For shelter and affection
That she never found
will he?
And the two of you just walk through the door
You're a quick change artist
Always in the mood for a change
Baby you're a quick change
You're a disgrace to this rap business
Just a one man office, you need assistance
Gun tucked, walk in the club, set off sensors
I am a senseless thug, with
Away Tucked Away
Tucked Away Tucked Away Far Away
Hey night, won't you hear my might
I got something in my sight
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
thought that I was tucked up
In my bedroom fast asleep
Well let me tell you that
I saw momma tickle ol' Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy
Infiltration of this music thing
Artist life artist life
And the gyal dem clean and the dawg dem always ready fi run in
Suupa lynching
A just the artist life
In my dreams
I awake as daylight breaks and wash my face
Put my bedroom back in its place and tucked away
Write a note of a few things I want
it down for Sean P, he control the crooks
You my muslim brother, and my other brother
Like my mother's son, see you in heaven brother
Real artists
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
Vocals recorded by artist in studio
the artist's soon
A never-ending flow – the artist's style, the artist's soon
The secrets you will know
You are the second in the time
I see your dreams, you see
artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage in the ninety-two
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now DJ Quik is
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