Lyrics:
the rockin' world go 'round
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go 'round
Hey, listen here
Now, I got mortgages on homes
I got stiffness in my
position in the coffin is what is, costing you,
The carcus boss is true, show of a fortress,
Them mortgage's of a culture of losses, through and through.
the morning
Wedding rings ain't shit just something to adorn with
Interest rate is rising something like a mortgage
Shawty put your hands up if you feeling
walked through the door
With the money handy fucking a pop star
Dunno what she song she sang
She talking bout she want a
Mortgage and a Porsche Cayenne
I
She don't wanna live no more
Take that bitch to the morgue
She know I'm important
All my bitches gorgeous
Collectin' money like it's mortgage
I'm
mortgage
Telling all they couldn't coordinate the graph
cccording to the fall but now they're crawling up the wall
While they be holding up the straw
numbers ringing
I think I’ll decline
They’re always blowing up my phone
At convenient times
I can’t afford a mortgage
These bills are stacking up
I dread
took a second mortgage on the house
That's to pay for me to go down to U of H
On a partial scholarship I announce in a couple days.
Bet the house on me
imported, dropped it
This bitch gorgeous
Nigga, stop worryin' 'bout me and go
And pay your fuckin' mortgage
Slatt, who the fuck is that?
DC in the cut, bitch
it wasn't me, sometimes
The chemistry don't ignite
There ain't no rings, no morgage, there ain't any complications
It's just a hyphenated word, get it
got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that make me an innocent man
But it
broke, go and get a loan
Take out another mortgage on your home
Consolidate so you can afford
To go and spend some more when you get bored
All we
a starving farmer
The same old story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes.
Others tell you 'bout a stranger
That come
said, "He won't he's just a chump"
?Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed
His mortgage is due and his marriage is through
He says he ain't gonna
Shangri-la, Shangri-la
The little man who gets the train
Got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned that
broke, go and get a loan
Take out another mortgage on your home
Consolidate so you can afford
To go and spend some more when you get bored
All we
Shangri-la
Shangri-la
The little man who gets the train
Has got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cause he's conditioned
is crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, and a lien2 on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale3, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord,
and no more groans
No mortgages or loans
And you won't see a trace of worrying on the face of Farmer Jones
Howdy neighbor, happy harvest
Get your
I've got union dues and taxes and a mortgage due this month
And Fred got that promotion 'stead of me
I've got more than I can handle and twice what
shortage and bring down your mortgage,
Singin' I'm a jolly banker, jolly banker am I.
When money you're needing, and mouths you are feeding,
I'm a jolly
crowned with gold
She got a mortgage on my body, now, layin' on my soul
Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side
Lord, I'm goin'
got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that make me an innocent man
But it
a starving farmer
The same old story told
How the outlaw paid their mortgage
And saved their little homes.
Others tell you 'bout a stranger
That come
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