Lyrics:
marble on the floors in my project palace
No more crack money getting
Paid off my ballads
Went from dirty money to visas
You see my balance
Welcome to my
pussy nigga
It's to my advantage to call a challenge
Knocking my ballads and I bet chu wont say shit
Any nigga with balls straight knock of his face
to replace it.
Ballads' and calypsos', they've got nothing on real
Country music that drives along.
Come one honey, move it
Well, let's move
Well,
Listen to the ballad of 40 Thevz number one
As I grab the microphone like a dagger does a gun
But I don't be jackin' fools for dey automobiles
I
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
seen my aura hop out my torso and hit a backwards
Flip watchin' you skip down my corridor, fuck a ballad
Don't need shit on the side no more, I should
the truth is)
So sweet
(you were my special lover)
So sweet
(you were my baby grand)
So sweet
(such a sweet ballad and)
Oh, so sweet
(sweet voices
hotter so I bought her a new ring
Maybe a love ballad is the song I sing
I gotta kiss her ass my tongue I hold before I curse
If you really want me
on lock and key
i broke the code
when i put my ballad in your slot
your ok though
take more control
girl dont stop it
love the way you pop and drop it
(low
coming home
Coming home, I'm coming home
See, see me
I've got nothing to hide
see me
I've got nothing to hide
See, see me
From album "The Ballad
Well now friends just lend an ear
For you're now about to hear
The ballad of cat ballou
It's a song that's newly made
And professus and the shade
From album "The Ballad Hits"(2002)
The Ballad Of Jed Clampett
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was
livin'
I keep flexin' on a sexy broad lexicon
My expression, these are the ballads of Esco the don (don, don)
I slap oxygen out your esophagus, your
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I'm
the top! You're a Berlin ballad.
You're a baby grand of a lady and a gent.
You're an old dutch master, You're Mrs. Aster,
You're Pepsodent.
You're
hours
Won't save me for a minute
Till I move on you cowards
Direct
Drama to us
Infamous be the ones and we rowdy
Million dollar ballad
Make
You know I'm on a ballad, that's blood with it
Red drank, that's blood lean
Strip ya pockets taking shit the fuck down, that's blood team
Team blood,
in the chair by the galley
On the way to Cali, chicken in the salad
Sounds like a ballad
You loyal, so I'm Khaled
Buy your momma a palace, scratch that
hoes
Man I kkant quit shit
Stuck in shackles searching ballads for
Sad samples and savage
Example an bad emotion and xan tablets a
Passing habit done
the fracas Noodle was swept
Away into the blood-red waters
Wounded and delirious, Russel struggled
On through the ocean, feebly humming the
Power ballad All
'well this love could mend'
Let it die, let it die
Those bloody great ballads we hated at first
Well I bought them all, now I'm writing worse
revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum and I'm your son
I come undone
So write another ballad
Mix it on a Wednesday
Sell it on a Thursday
Buy
ballad is for lovers
With something left to lose
Mary shut the garden door
Mary shut the garden door
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