Lyrics:
of Ciroc
With a hand full of ass
Celebrate the very day that I get past
(Through the barbed wire)
We are, we are (fine)
We are, we are (true)
Through
quietly
Sit by the tv
Eat your KFC
And leave me to my peace
Please
Please
Barbed wire sickness
This city is a prison
Barbed wire sickness
I am just
outlaw women down on
Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole
outlaw women down on
Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole
on the nine nine
Ride, me killa, gravedigga nigga, coming up out my trench
Rest in peace and runnin' from the holice,
Jumping that barbed wire fence,
Hoppin' over barbed wire fences, nigga
Had this one broad right, she was so damn sprung
She used to hold my motherfuckin', motherfuckin' sack,
Finding him a woman who can shake like that
Hottie, she's a hottie, got a smokin' little body
String bikini and a barbed-wire tat
She's a rockin' that
Call on go, always ready
Staying low, arm is steady
Barbed the wire but I ain't petty
Can't X my dawgs man this ain't Belly
No more staying in
bomboclaat
I'm hard as Kenard, the little boy who shot Omar in The Wire
Tie a whore up with barbed wire, you're nothin' but a bra, boy
I'm the real deal,
the secret joys
That never were set free
In the barbed wire boys
And now one by one they're departing this earth
And it's clear to me now 'xactly what they're
Hardcore heaven
Hardcore heaven
Thru the wire bitch I'm stepping
Sent to hell by smith and Wesson
hardcore heaven
Hardcore heaven
With this damn
blood, and the gift is accepted by God
In this barbed wire town of barbed wire dreams
I'm in my bedroom on the verge of a terrible thing
I close my
If I shoot they might call 12
Brotha by them barbed wires he really up in that jail cell
Told you I ride for you girl I will never tell tell
I'm
your clowns
And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire
And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire
And now the elephants
your clowns
And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire
And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire
And now the elephants
in the same spot that it started
Bitch
I walk into the sunset
Dive into the moonlight
Hop a barbed wire fence just
To dance with fireflies my feet in
Poverty is feeling stuck inside the barbed wire
They see roses but my people bleeding from the briar
Shout this sucks then jas
I'ma let them know
I'ma
Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by
Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by
You heard me, you heard me
My gun got many ways to get you
You get hit with a missile and live
You would need barbed wire to stitch you
This is not
Barbed wire throne, cut so clean
Riding hotwired drones out of blood soaked dreams
Pockets swell need bagged ice, ill advised to chastise
Get your
Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire
Laid by the father for the son.
Good shelter down there on the valley floor,
Down by where
window
Brown grass or green grass
Picket fence or barbed wire
Never ever put them down
You just lift your arms higher
Raise 'em 'til your arms tired
Hey (hey) city boy stuck
Penny-loafers didn't bring No luck,
Should I throw him a rope?
Nope, hell no, not me
I'm rollin' on goin' on by, yee yee
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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