Lyrics:
Squeeze me, baby
Don't let me fall
I got to put this mule
To jumpin' in yo' stall
He gon' be a kickin' muther *fer you
Don't ya know?
He gon' be
The night that you come home
Another mule is in your stall
Yellow gal with lots of money
She will sing
Telling all dark men she ain't
Putting out a thing
She don't keep time, she don't count score
You can't have a cupboard if there ain't no wall
You got to move, there's no time left to stall
They say
intravenous
It's war and we fighting for inches and millimetres
Try to stall the progress by killing off all the leaders
If we don't give them martyrs no
ya brother
You better watch your happy home
Well, long way from home and
Can't sleep at all
You know another mule
Is kickin' in your stall
That's
City of the damned (hey, hey)
Lost children with dirty faces today (hey, hey)
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
again, I said again, I said
Oh babe, I'm in the mood for you.
Sometimes I'm in the mood, I'm gonna sleep in my pony's stall
Sometimes I'm in the mood,
ya brother
You better watch your happy home
Well, long way from home and
Can't sleep at all
You know another mule
Is kickin' in your stall
That's
alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Like kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite,
teaching them
All crawl for it
Still stall for it
All fall for it
When you jump for it
Some slash for it
Others stash for it
Some cash into it
together
Come on Dolly Mae there's no time to stall
But now you're telling me
I think we better wait 'till tomorrow
Yeah, yeah,
I think we better wait
kiss'll put me in a whirl
I'll never whistle, dearie, at another girl
You love me well, we'll have a ball
Why do you try to stall?
Now don't tell me
down 'til the sun comes up
Six o'clock on Saturday
Her folks don't know he's on his way
The stalls are clean, the horses fed
They say she's
spring, summer or fall
I don't stall, slow drag wit' your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga, nah, we lean to the side don't fall
All y'all fuckboys,
won't fail, I won't flop
Stall or stutter yes I won't stop
It takes hard work, to be like this
(you should know) cause I'm a perfectionist
give a fuck if you Blood or 'cause
Long as ya got love for thugs
But don't try to test me out, stall that
Homie this is Thug Life nigga and we all
ya brother
You better watch your happy home
Well, long way from home and
Can't sleep at all
You know another mule
Is kickin' in your stall
That's
my doggone stall
Now, there's some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Now, some people said the Big Bill blues ain't bad
Lord, it must not
the cure boy, you've been hopin' for
Good advice now, you're not takin' it
Won't try nohow even fakin' it
Love can stall you like a little toy
So I call
of the stall
Throw my bones on his back, turn our faces to the west
And we'll ride the prairie that we love the best
Ride around little dogies, ride around slow
together
Come on Dolly Mae there's no time to stall
But now you're telling me
I think we better wait 'till tomorrow
Yeah, yeah,
I think we better wait
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