Lyrics:
Straight up
But you gotta push through when it gets tough
Cause Yah made us
In his image
So how you tell me woolly hair it ain't enough oh
I'm starting
in a hurry or a scurry
To bury the woolly bully that fully was
Intoxicated and hated how he related to topics of
Chaotic insecurities, hating his
Bullock
They tried to hit me on my blind side
I bite the bullet
Yeah I fight them bully's
See I'm like the woolly
Mammoth, Manny Pacquiao
Don't make me
black and I'm really Spanish
The coat looking like the back of a woolly mammoth
We only beef over cheese like a Philly sandwich
Pull your card when I go
on Mufasa
Woolly mammoth, rhymes always came to me naturally
Man myth and legend status is where I am with this
Every track consists of many amethysts
Made
watch before I empty the fully
Move around like I'm working a pulley (Yea)
Yo girl tell me my hair feeling woolly (Yea)
Yo girl like me I'm all bout my
to take it from me
Like it's a cookie
Acting like I'm the bully
At least my hair's still woolly
I look back in retrospect
Realise she had no respect
Her
Woolie woolly, woolie, woowie—somebody son
May, may, maid, made right, somebody sun right
I ain’t even got a big bag right
Stole a lil bit up
Pulled up,
what I was missin
Woolly hair and my dark complexion
Sand of the sea
You know we deep
Plus we got the law wit us
I don’t think they wanna war wit us
Phone blowing chirp sound like a gym of sneakers he could
Walk on water now they whining crazy check the features
Skin tone popping woolly hair oh Jesus
was a gigantic bully dog
Who liked to chew on a bone
His mom was a beautiful woolly dog
But he had a look all his own
‘Cause he was a little blue
theirs before the Romans thought of Rome
A few dozen survivors, ragged but proud
With a few woolly sheep, under gathering cloud
It's never been easy
Why really really why Is his finger in his dinner
Those nudes you sent to Kane made a little custard slinger
Bitch I heard you was woolly down below
Is
time with all of them bullies
They would push my face in the ground
And say listen up your pulli's too woolly
They were making fun of me
Cause I had
of delight
Softest clothing, woolly, bright
Gave thee such a tender voice
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made
His dad was a gigantic bully dog
Who liked to chew on a bone
His mom was a beautiful woolly dog
But he had a look all his own
'Cause he was
losing
We were on Queens, it was Big Foss Means
Mice, Rocks and Big Dock cooling
Juddy on Woolly, Slums up west
We were blessed cah da network’s foolish
A hymn for the ranch, a melody of the known.
Sheep on the hillside, a woolly sight,
A tapestry of fur, in the soft daylight.
Pigs in the pen, with their
glaciers, geysers with sticky mud,
Palm trees and snowflakes, black and red ladybugs.
Rainbows and lorikeets, aardvarks, penguins and woolly sheep,
God
birds their pay
And they buy tickets for the tropic zone;
The telegram says you have gone away.
The clever woolly dogs have had their day
They shoot
A message from the most high Through me
First of all, we gotta love ourselves
Learn to love yourself so Effortlessly
Rock that woolly hair
A trait
cap,
Bringing out the woolly Bally if I go flat, Hey,
We was broke n wanted guns why would I wanna go back,
You got nuttm to look forward to ur gunna go
you can keep your time
'Cus no time feels right
There's a magpie, a woolly crow for company
They've got me thinking, who am I supposed to be?
I'm still getting paid
I was ditchin everyday but fuck touché
Dancin on my woolly make my ones start to rain
Don't come at me sideways cause I'll come
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