Lyrics:
I'll start by holding your heart close to me.
(TANYA TUCKER)
I know just what she'll do,
Her kind is never true,
(T. GRAHAM BROWN)
He can't take
the Klan makes
You can relate and embrace eighty-eight
When he tells you the culture is being replaced
Tucker is livid the country we live in flooded by
succulent smooth and gorgeous. Isn't it nice? We're number One and so forth. Isn't it sweet being unique?
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
For screeching
Next time I'ma flip the script, you know
Kick some shit that's gon' shock her
"You're so tall, what team do
You play for?" No bitch, i'm a doctor
Flow
bitches cuz it's sharks all around her
But she
She know she baiting so that hating don't mind her
Ms Tanya
Killing every scene and it's case closed
Uh
You
to T. I can't let him
get away scott free, for it's
only right that he's mine tonight.
( REPEAT CHORUS x2)
He ought to do time in my
arms for what he'
owner, that's enough lets
get on with the song.)
Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong
Under the shade of a Coolibah tree
And he sang as he
just to spill all the tea
I'm not gonna let you do, do that to me
Gonna fuck up your life, like
John Tucker Must Die, like
Gone Girl, taking you by
the squatter mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers one two three
Right-o where's that jolly jumbuck that you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come
Tucker
I lead the team I'm Jimmy Butler
That money callin', I say 'wassup?'
I came in here to fuck the bucks up
I ain't got shit to do, it's Friday, Chris
earner
Jevvy, i make my bread
No need to get man down
I can get man gone by sending a text
Stressed, that's your mcm in the back of the benz
When my
choppas (ha), can't tuck it (ha)
A semi' (ha) from Russia (ha)
The trenches (ha), the gutter, see that where he from
Cutter gave the twenty bag to Tucker
My shoes tired, tryna run up the band
No Chris Tucker, no Charlie Sheen
I'm all about that money talk
I'ma do my thing, I'ma do my thing
Talk about
about the real king up here"
I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
Oh, what a star studded night
Then I ask Roy and Tex I said, "Well, who do
split[00:31.92]This no anime thats on the gang[00:33.60]Anime gang shit[00:34.64]Tanya is a nazi piece of shit[00:36.38]Told her that shes a bitch[00:37.27]You can call
women honey not hoe or bitch
I'm into Tanya Tucker, Twisted Brown Truck
The Allman Brothers Band and Marshall Tucker
I'm not in this for money I do it
I'd be one pitching dirt, standing with the family, the brothers that were earned
I sang at the funeral of Billy Joe Shaver heard Tanya Tucker sing
this shit can get ugly
On my rush hour
Chris Tucker B
Feel style so luxury
Feel like my style so luxury
I Feel like my style so luxury
None of you niggas
loved
The less smothered
The less bothered
That's enough, baby
We don't gotta talk no more
We gone do it right until you can't walk no more
I see ya Ms.
let a n**** f***?
Ms. Parker?
Uh hum
Lil shawty want me,
How do I know? 'cause she told me so, yeah
Lil shawty on "E" somebody let her know that
How are you-ooo-ooo-ooo?
How do you do-ooo-ooo-oo?
Nak tanya tapi malu-uuu-uuu-uuu
What can I do for you-uuu-uuu-uuu
First thing's first, apa khabar?
let a nigga fuck?
Ms. Parker?
Uh hum
Lil shawty want me,
How do I know? 'cause she told me so, yeah
Lil shawty on "E" somebody let her know that
no joke
But I just can't help looking for
A pig down in the poke
Have you seen Tanya Tucker
Hangin' in there, hangin' tough
Her and Dolly Pardon
Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out
Wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out
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