Lyrics:
Was right in front of their faces
With dreadlocks and Mohawks and cool socks
We're God's punk rock kids
With dreadlocks, Mohawks, but no socks
We were
shots to go
Two PBRs one Mohawk for sho
Berbaties with my hottie all on my side, you’re gonna be mine before I die
Cause if she told me to jump, I'd say
Now Mohawk John knew he did wrong - when he went and killed some men - They sent for the marshal to bring him in - they sent for Marshal Skin - He
Verse 1:
Lisa got a haircut
another one today
she stuck a pair of scissors up her butt
And now she cries all day
Chorus:
From a mohawk to a mullet
Luxor le decían, por su flamante look
trabajaba en las mañanas de dealer en C.U.
esta chica transtornada, a Mohawk conoció
con su pelo electrizado,
a phone charger
That pussy bald, I can't fuck if it's mohawk
And talk to my Billy, that nigga, he so Harlem
Runnin' the game, I almost knocked my toe off
won't let me so I might just run away
I, I wanna ride my skate, I wanna stay out late
I wanna a Mohawk but mom won't let me get one
I, I wanna go
won't let me so I might just run away
I - I wanna ride my skate
I wanna stay out late
I wanna mohawk but mom won't let me get one
I - I wanna go to shows
won't let me so I might just run away
I - I wanna ride my skate
I wanna stay out late
I wanna mohawk but mom won't let me get one
I - I wanna go to shows
The mohawk
The mohawk
The mohawk
The mohawk
B A
Be a Mr. T Super Kid
Clip the coupon and mail it away
In 3-4 weeks you'll get
You'll get your Mr. T Starter
She put her hand on my dick I call her hancock
Talking tuff onna block will get ya head popped
Leave a stripe on ya head just like mohawk
Can't post
S'rais-tu d'la bonne?
Mets-en, man, c'est d'la Bonzaïon
C'est comme un coup de tomahawk de Mohawk sur le golliwok
Est-tu si bonne?
Mets-en, man,
S'rais-tu d'la bonne ?
Mets-en, man, c'est d'la Bonzaïon
C'est comme un coup de tomahawk de Mohawk sur le golliwok
Est-tu si bonne ?
Mets-en,
The Moon kills
It Seeds off the earth
If we win
cnd if we win
It just doesn't matter
The girls go to mohawk
It just doesn't matter
The cit's from
Papa got a switch stick, he's pumping little Bill
And Billy, he's crying "Tomahawk, tomahawk, daddy better duck now"
The Mohawks, the Mohawks, they're
smoke
Drift round the bend
It was ten o'clock
When the Mohawks hit
And the fun had just begun
They tied a friend of mine
With binder twine
Witches, vampires crawling through the void
Me on top of all this mother-fucking gold
Iron horses running free of reigns
Aiming mohawk, flying fist
to the point like some grease to a Mohawk
Accidentally drip I'm not trying to show off
I don't get mad but I might have to go off
Bought anew fit and that
Have a cool hairstyle (hairstyle)
But I would like a mohawk (mohawk)
I don't have a smile (have a smile)
Like I'm a hawk (wow wow)
Put mohawk, I'm
stand-up like a mohawk
Feel it in your soul, got 'em wishin' more
Beggin' don't stop, beggin' don't stop
Bugbog sarado 'pag ako dumura
Mausok binubuga na
the middle like a Mohawk
These niggas think they on, couldn't be more off
Jeweler threw the ice at me like a snowball
Yeah I'm iced out now
Tell them little
on the ski slopes
Wearing all our clothes up against winter's snap
Scampering up hell to steal a run
On the Mohawk toboggan
And later on we watched the hockey
I wear it like mohawk steel
Sometimes I ride my fatal flaw blindfolded, do it by feel
He never blinks, he never blinks, he doesn't care what you
Telegraph
Pink mohawk and Doc Marten boots
Don't you know that you're beautiful?
Let's buy a record at Rasputin's
Let's see a show at Gilbert Street
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