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Tress MacNeille  

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Rollie on my wrist
My future chase a check
Never chase a bitch
My past ain’t average I’m Rondo with the kick
Raised on tress yeah all Maple shit
Girl you
Money man
Gang member
Iced ring
Purpp flexin

Dripman
Ring ring
She call me
Love me

Twerk bitch
Smoke weed
Ooh shit
Love weed

Money tress
Love
Eee eee eee
Uuu uuu uuu
Tress Music
Quiero ver a todas las babys con la mano en la pared (en la pared)
Moviendo ese culo con la mano en la pared (en
(Tress Music)
Yo lo sé (yo lo sé)
Que si me llamas es porque quieres 
que te vuelva a comer (que te vuelva a comer)
manda tu ubicación que te voy
Babies in tress


And when you go you go because you care, my friend
These whittled times will our tides

Feel when you find
His hone is always
We got, we got tress, hella jets
Me no lover, me no cuff, no arrest

No need to wipe my eyes ‘cause I’ve seen this before
I’ve lived twice, so I’ve
depending on you
And I'm stuck in this rut
With no luck

Da da dum dum da da dum da
Like tress to the clouds
Da da dum dum da da dum da
Not vines
who ain't me 

Oh this shit hurts
We put seeds in the dirt, just to walk away
These tress won't bare our fruit 
And the sun won't touch it's roots
true

[Chorus]
I want to hide but trees are falling down
I want to hide but mountains are melting
I want to hide but tress are faling down
Let me
The gentle winds, the rains that fall,
The tallest tress, 
I'm part of it all.
I have stumbled through the night 
Alone as anyone can be,
Then found
Egg-shell mind

Blood in the streets
In the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs
And the palm tress of Venice

Blood in my love
In the terrible
Get to the bag 
Smoking on Christmas straight tress 
Put a bad bitch on her knees
Fuck with my life what you think
I'll Houdini ya family tree 

Ain't
Why do you whisper, green grass?
Why tell the tress what ain't so?
Whispering grass, the trees don't have to know
no, no

Why tell them all your
Why do you whisper, green grass?
Why tell the tress what ain't so?
Whispering grass, the trees don't have to know
no, no

Why tell them all your
Egg-shell mind

Blood in the streets
In the town of New Haven
Blood stains the roofs
And the palm tress of Venice

Blood in my love
In the terrible
Now the tress all sway to rhythm
And the children play to rhythm
All the birdies flap their wings in rhythm too

Oh, the breezes float to rhythm
Now the tress all sway to rhythm
And the children play to rhythm
All the birdies flap their wings in rhythm too

Oh, the breezes float to rhythm
and the palm tress of Venice

Blood in my love, in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A

Blood screams her brain to chop off her fingers
denied
Do I want to expatriate
Or I, I live in the United State

Watch the tress in the wind when it's starting to blow
Is the reason to leave, is it
Why do you whisper, green grass?
Why tell the tress what ain't so?
Whispering grass, the trees don't have to know
no, no

Why tell them all your
and follow You Lord

When You stand, the tall tress and mountains bow
When You speak, the fiercest of oceans is still
And I see the sinner seek devotion
heart)

The storm didn't kill me
The government changed
Hear the answer call
Hear the song rearranged
Hear the tress, the ghosts and the buildings
return all you get is nothing

Damn, you got me fucked up and I'm feelin' it more
Never had a mis-tress dis-tressed before
Oh come on ma, like it ain't
the lover, become a fable, become a fable

When the beloved shows his face, let it fill you, become a mirror 
When the beloved opens her tress, become a comb,

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