Lyrics:
if,
I'll ever go past the front row,
To sing about it, old,
And you're burned to a crisp.
Hit the lights,
You'll never know,
Take a bow,
You'll never
feel the might of the dark
Can you feel it now?
(Angels crisp in torture
The fires below make sure
We stoke the flames in glee
Fumes of the wings excite
So Sweet Once There Was A Soft Cream Princess
And A Chewy Crispy Waffle Prince
Very Moist And Very Crisp Sweet
Like Honey Yum Yum Yum
I Love Dessert
let me cum
My Air Force 1s
Man, they crisp as fuck
I got that white strap on it
And my pistol tucked
If you try to cop them, you gonna get shot up
Keep that thing tucked in my jeans
Okay I don't wear jeans
Crisp ass sneakers rocking on my feet
Tip toeing up and down your street
These Jordan's,
and tumbling down until we touch the ground
Can you hear it?
The sound of the wind
And the crisp, dry grass
Can you hear it?
The song of the wind
You have
been running for so long
This time of the year, is one I fear for a change of mood (oooh oooh, ooh ooh)
The morning sky is blue, air crisp with due, In
full all 100's 100's
My neck froze need me ice to freeze me up
Pullup pullup pullup all blues crisp walk
Nigga know how we coming
Conveyed Ford Ford
a get mi tank full
Tell yuh seh we rich right now
Bricks pon bricks we a flip right now
Gyal a do mi cocky like crisp right now
Eh muffla a fava mi
He throwing b's in his pocket c's in my pockets crisp blues
Lyx on my jacket lyx on the driver
They listen to news
Blunts and cups blunts and cups
wanna do
Want to know just how you think
(Feel the crisp blue air)
Want to know 'bout everything
(Calling you new)
Wanna peek inside your mind,
(See
can suck some dick
Bust on clit
Put my milk on cookie
This ain't Cookie Crisp
Kick her out the crib
Cunt punt
Give her coochie kick
You be hawking me
[B-Real]
Loaded, dazed, confused..
I'm in the Esco' rollin the crisp weed
You know that I'm never ever blazin the Bush weed
You know you're
a few of my favorite things.
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that
cats actin' like they cuttin' some deals
I tell you cats this I be swingin the fish
You know the beats still bang and the lyrics is crisp
Ey yo
[Chorus]
Outside the snow is crisp and white
Father Christmas is on his way
His sleigh is probably filled with things
For you - on Christmas Day
All the stars are
of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with
Me love me browning
Woman don't worry yourself
'Cause everything crisp and clean
Yah no say
Next month ah come
And you must get de ring
Go in front
of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
(Wild geese that fly with
of my favorite things
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with
of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner the hop
There's nuts and there's crisps and c-c-cola
I have learnt there's a magical spot at the hop
Come with me to the church on the corner, the hop
There's nuts and crisps and there's see-see-cola
[B-Real]
Loaded, dazed, confused..
I'm in the Esco' rollin the crisp weed
You know that I'm never ever blazin the Bush weed
You know you're
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