Lyrics:
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
O L D
Every bitch that's coming for me
And you
B R O K E
How you old don't got money like?
O L D
Yeah bitch you
O L D
Ew you
O L D
How you old
What is America built off of?
(Violence and entrepreneurship)
So if you had to tell another six year old
Like yourself what to look out for
tears, or be surprised
If you get the word, that your wild man's up and died
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
Verse
Now in the pouring snow,
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
[Snoop Dogg]
So much drama on the ave, the copper just laughed
Man the West is wild, that old hit was wrong
Cause out here, momma don't have, and poppa
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
We was just youngstas
Rolling in the road and
Two wheels down
Swanging with the bros man
Just a 3 piece
Plus the lil' fam
That be 4 deep
Running wild
His great-grandfather was a missionary man
And his grandpa was an old prospector
His daddy was a farmer and he went bust
At the hands of a debt
by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil
Old John the baptist, old John divine
Leather harness round his line
His meat was locust and honey
Wild honey lord, wild honey
John saw that
I’ve been mile high Colorado
Low down Louisiana
Coast to coast where the wind blows
From San Fran to Savannah
Well my old man was a ramblin’ man
By: jimmy buffett
1971
Hardly seems a long time
Just a minute of the day
But the man who stood beside me
More than gave himself away
The food stain
tell us D tell us D
Mass confusion g, I don't know what's up
Hey yo man
(it's just another case of that old pta)
Huh man
[Dinco D]
In school
Tell me when did this bar turn into
A cowboy showdown old saloon
Making midnight feel like high noon
Look at you
You got me all wild wild west
around to the healing colors of sound
Just turn around to the healing colors of sound
Old man's ship won't sail
Don't you think they've failed by now?
in her head,
Now she was the type to put you in a plot ball,
Her last old man done got his head knocked off,
But fuck I want the pussy so let's see
fake about me
Ain’t nothing fake about me
You the one that switched up
I’m sorry the same old me
Verse 2
I fear no man out that in the East
My
corner to bend, mansion was far away
Text my man later, dope thug mansion play
Old school real shit, how'd we get down
Thought we had left, once lost, now
I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail
And tell ya old man I ain't going back to jail
I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)
on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some
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