Lyrics:
ever talkin', never fuckin' talkin', beg you fuckin' pardon
Now I'm on my Cameron Diaz, Katy Perry, Dolly Parton
Life, you know the life
I told her
beauty Dolly Parton gluteus maximus
Ass big enough to fit a cup on her booty (booty),
Straight Centerfold Suzette
I`m in the mix (I`m in the mix)
favorite karaoke songs to Dolly Parton, one of the many notables who has stopped in to karaoke at Santa's Pub.
The track, produced by LuckySky Music's Bill
lie, Dolly Parton high, they all can buy
Got it for sale
And i don't run the crack spot
Opperation is a jag drop, rag mop, access with a laptop
One
of leaving that queue
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
Her husband, andre Previn absolutely heaven
Even Herman Levin (13)
Wants to hire him, too
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
' back when your foot of pride come down
Ain't no goin' back
Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his
Heaven
Heaven
Yes I wanna go to heaven
Heaven
Answers at the bottom of another bottle
Livin' life like I'm just goin' full throttle
Always tryna find
ain't goin' nowhere
Glory and my hard road to travel, I'm told
Heaven ain't goin' nowhere
Back bent double by a ponderous load
I reckon heaven
I cannot run double D's on mags
Get you smoked like Dolly Parton runtz
Twelvе hunnid on a Stone Island jacket
And I ain't evеn needed one
Twelve
Mountains sipping Par
Probably gone pull up on Dolly Parton
I be stepping on shit like I got a pardon
And we smoking exotic, nobody farting
Niggas run them
test tube baby!
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
real, but I called ya ass a hoe
Had the buddy by your back, got on gloves and a pole
Now you're sitting in a cell, getting passed for the store
And while
Yo, I past the point of talking
Fully aware of all the shit I'm starting
Beg your pardon
Chest pulled out like Dolly Parton's
Don't get your man robbed
Tell me how did we get here?
Tell me how was it started?
You got something to get off your chest, huh Dolly Parton?
Moses with his rod the way that
into a six by eight steel cabinet
Flippin' weights readin' ancient tablets, back on the block nobody's havin it
Those who haven't learnt get returned
like a goddess
you should of seen that rack on her
Dolly Parton she get the party starting
She said She love it that I'm dark skin
and she want to grab
this shit like an À la cart
Glock double D like Dolly Parton, nah I ain't never losing my guard
I ain't going back and forth, I don't play no tennis with
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
to admit, she back on the kid
Like back givin Brim, for bag & the rick
Wiser then Penny I already hit, like already ript
Like Ham on the pist
I can do bad by
Thick shakes little snakes
Fashion accessories earthquakes
Five and dime cherry lime
Wait my turn at the back of the line
Barbed wire forest fire
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
cash back
I never lack to sleep on me that's called crack
Zooming through the sin got me feeling naughty
I'm a Baddie by nature got me blaring naughty
Higher than the planes crashing on 9/11 ordered by Bin Lauden
Higher than boobs sitting in push ups bras and pads on Dolly Parton
Higher than a home run
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