Lyrics:
[the "calico" bits are sarah and the rest is q-tee.]
Dreamin' / that you are in my world, /
Wishin' / like a little girl. /
Watchin', / closely, /
don't step to mi (when dis buss)
Mi six pans dem next to mi
Cah when di calicos a fly
Straight up to di sky bwoy dem haffi die
Nobody ask me why when di
Calico Jack
Calico Jack
Won't you tell me where your allegiance is at
Anne Bonny, sweet Anne Bonny
I bow to no king, I am free
Do you want to go now
and designer clothes
Dimes dubs half's and wholes
Got me loading mac ten's and calico's
On point yeah I stay on my toes
And I got that good shit that you put up
the beast inside make you ache
I'll make it sweet and go down all below
(All the way to Calico)
I'll make it sweet and go down all below
(Ooh, show you all
No rain and the weather got warm
Broke down and I sold my farm
Headed for the silver strike
I took my wife, Calico silver gave us life
You could
cook it up in Calico County
Calico County
Born in a double wide out behind the county dump
Mama never told me why daddy didn't live with us
Only
Met a gal in calico
Down in Santa Fe
Used to be her Sunday beau
'Til I rode away
Do I want her
Do I want her love - yes, siree
Will I win her
They meet there every Saturday
Corner table at the old cafe
Those calico women from around the block
It's the only chance they get to talk
They talk
I met a gal in Calico down in Santa Fe
Used to be her Sunday beau
'Til I rode away
Do I want her
Do I want her love
Yes-sir-ree
Will I win her
She is my Calico Gal
My darling calico pal
Caramel nose, cotton-puff toes
Silky black tops her style
Her eyes are mysterious green
She flirts like
the "Old Mill Stream"
But I'd give a dollar and my heart to foller to
The Brown-Skin Gal In The Calico Gown
A puzzler for a pal
A jack-knife for a song,
I met a gal in Calico down in Santa Fe Used to be her Sunday beau 'Til I rode away Do I want her Do I want her love Yes-sir-ree Will I win her Will I
the "Old Mill Stream"
But I'd give a dollar and my heart to foller to
The Brown-Skin Gal In The Calico Gown
A puzzler for a pal
A jack-knife for a song,
In the night she came, looking for a campground Her life was never the same, she got close
To see what she had found. Calico, Calico, welcome to your
Yeah
Ay, Em you ready?
Herk, you got them things, nigga?
You know
Detroit city
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever
(Throw down)
Cross me over, I wouldn't go there
(I wouldn't go there)
44 and Calicos at Ms lois house
(At Ms lois house)
44 and Calicos at Ms lois house
Met a gal in calico, down in Santa Fe;
Used to be her Sunday beau ?til I rode away.
Do I want her, do I want her love?
Yes siree!
Will I win
Met a gal in calico, down in Santa Fe;
Used to be her Sunday beau ?til I rode away.
Do I want her, do I want her love?
Yes siree!
Will I win
Beretta
Calico, Smith & Wesson
Di Teckie little, di Mackie 40
Badman party
Me have Ginelle, Janet, Geneva
Rachel and Rochelle and Reva
And Shorty
Calico Calico Calico
Way to Go
Way to Go
Catacombs, catacombs
Let it be known I'm a Calico
Calico Calico Calico
Let it Go
Way to Go
Catacombs,
Sword in mind
Seventh time
Needle eye
Crossed the line
Gemstone Gemstone Gemstone Gemstone
Got to go calico calico I got to go
Gemstone Gemstone
to get us by When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos All
lost it's silver sheen
I wish that I was a machine
Maybe I need a new heart for me
'Cause calico gray, California rain
California rain
Kaleidoscope, I
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