Lyrics:
Lord please forgive me for my sins my cold days
My life's moving at a slow pace like damaged snail
See my face pail no smile my dark phase
Never sipping
pail too
No bad thing you still look Good
Skinny
Thick
Or big
There is love for you
No shamming anybody koming from Me
All queens kome in different sizes
my 2 cents in ya water
When you cum I wish you well
The way it's spitting out
I swear, you can fill a pail
Ima put my name on it
Like I'm sending out
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Let's guess what happened
Jack and Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
and it get so gushy
And it get so drippy it fill up a pail
Bitches get mack, I'm about my cheese
And I got a young nigga that will give you shells
Woo, I
of hell
And you wouldn't drop a drop from the water pail
and pail
Building castles outta sand founded on crumbling artists deals
Artisanal faucets killed the water pump
I hop the hump to find my final spot
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack Fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
go to hail
I been here before & I never leave until
I feel even scores got a way to come as well
Know I got da water grab a bucket bring a pail
Know I
as hell, it been a long flight
We got Rose in a pail and it's on ice
Bitches hit my cell, wet as hell, I put it on rice
Ticket on the shoes, was a king in my
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack Fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack Fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
to the grass in ringlets fell, her glossy golden hair
A milking pail was in her hand, she was lovely, young and gay
Her beauty excelled even Helen of Troy,
some sand and pail
Them niggas gone leave a trail behind like Gary the snail
I'm tryna do it all without a trace Martin Fitzgerald
Brody spoke his name
you step up you fail
So you try to fill up your little toy pail but
There's a hole in the bottom and it all falls out
It's fucking crazy my thoughts
His pail
With my debt of compromise and selfish desire
To build my home
On what I know
I'm pouring footings in the pages of in depth review
Saying all
y'all niggas was raised right
So bow before your elders, respect to the hands y'all held to get fifteen seconds of stale light
Grab a pail and prepare
Television hooking up
You know who the fuck
Muze to the Sikk ya
Truest to the touch
Pail as a trash can
Blowing hash
Afghan
Actually active
Usual tactics
Use
a world gone out of control
With my pail and shovel I'd go to the hillsides
And dig out a hole in the cold yellow clay
I never did know that those moments
we twins just like Aphex
When I say monu money
I'm in a suit, look like a bunny (HAAAAUUUGH)
Eating jellied eels and they yummy
Got a pail of water,
I'm a garbage pail kid but I'm far from a failure
Clap tha aR!
Clap tha aR!
Blood money leads to blood being spilled on the floor, its no biggie wit
buck it (Bucket)
And watch ya face pale (Pail)
And before I leave bruh (Libra)
I'ma take yo scale
I even took his last blunt
But I don't take no L's
Them
on the Gram
Didn't wanna tell that
You know Jill from the Hill
Roll outta here
And don't forget about the pail
'Cause you change
With the phases of the moon
And how does that make you feel
I still think I got it all
So how would you describe yourself
Doc I fuckin' failed
Failed
Failed
So a buck a pail
For
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