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But I'm high off the bass and I'm hooked on horns Dancing so hard I gotta shave them corns, I got the Stanky funk rolling down the street and it
and mix up the Hennessy Ain't got time for the jealousy Corn for an enemy walk With the weaponry Got a one jawns that's Emily She's like my tool when
and mix up the Hennessy Ain't got time for the jealousy Corn for an enemy walk With the weaponry Got a one jawns that's Emily She's like my tool when
This that cause for concern shit That 30 corn in a sterling That don't get caught in your ride Cah man will do you like Rico did Kermit Aye Four
Dewey Corn He was born On a pile of oil-soaked rags When he came out His mother yelped She ran and packed her bags She said I don't want no part
a mirar?) ¿Cómo que no saque Pop corn? ¿Cómo que no saque que no va a mirar? (¿Cómo que no saque Pop corn? ¿Cómo que no saque que no va a mirar?) Inmune
I wouldn't mind going out my way to getcha some corn meal I'll put my life up on the line for you my dear You could've run and hide But you never
Tell me how you really feel about the Dirt roads and the corn fields Told me you'd come back one day I know you're lying but its okay Tell me how
I got a pig, home in a pen Corn to feed him on All I need is a pretty little girl To feed him when I'm gone Dark clouds are rising Sure sign of rain
as blood Three: the hair as yellow as corn Four: the slipper as pure as gold Bring me these before the chime of midnight In three days' time Tis' then
Tell You a little story and it won't take long, 'Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn. The reason why I never could tell, That young man was
dial. I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred, Corn fed. Ain't no burnin' flags on our Court House Square. You see Old Glory flyin' everywhere. There
a drop, I'll draw that bait Tryna turn man off, broad day on the mains Do it and dash, don't leave no trace Ain't corn in the ends so we go up If it
gonna talk bout shooting? And [?] now you ain't never crash no corn How you gonna talk bout gang? Like we ain't cause hell on dem mans block? And how you
no delay Brozay's in the front, I'm Pique Who said it's us? That's he say, she say Inject to the max, no TK Corn for the opps, no chat like BK
Ain't corn in the ends so we go up If it ain't gang I'll burn them bridges (facts, facts) For Rack5, I'll risk it Me plus Hunch, that's violent
that, bruck it Make that hand ting slap Khalas, that's everything whacked (baow) We slapped right back, what you mean don't lack? The corn it stays
that frown? High fructose corn syrup High fructose corn syrup With my figurative pie, what are the chances? If I follow all the steps, what are
I wanna be a hillbilly, prayin' for the rain Drink corn whiskey, raise a little cane You can have the big city, I wanna be a hillbilly. City
Pull up the cork and pour it on 'Tis the beginning of a new dawn Bring in the wheat and bring in the corn Inhibition is going, going, gone, all
But where I come from, rain is a good thing Rain makes corn, corn makes whiskey Whiskey makes my baby, feel a little frisky Back roads are boggin' up,
a bad, bad boy Sucha bad, bad boy You've eaten all My meat and corn My meat and corn My meat and corn You've eaten all My meat and corn My meat and corn
in Get Carter... hey And though times hard and money short there'll be sunshine in the face of the people Whether they are walkathon or have corn
on the farm Days go by and I'm still high But you know I'm thinkin' about you Corn's turned brown, leaves fall to the ground It's a sound that reminds
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