Lyrics:
the bully, hit his ass with the fullest
Chase down the bully hit his ass with the fullest
Then we gon' string his ass up by his nuts with the pulley
String
Once there was a pulley man by the name of bangaloo
Married to a pulley gal her name was cookie
He tells her to cook to ride and happy
She goes
aesthetic (Huh?)
Pulley my heart, a bandit (Huh?)
Got me up out of the planet (Huh?)
Cupid my heart, catch it! (Huh?)
Yea, catch it! She got aesthetic (Huh?)
When the moon is highest
To the family plot I go
Renouncing my religion
Give myself to the devil and remove my clothes
Singing, "pulley
Gulabe tao pulley
Nachare rawe
Gulabe tao pulley
Gulabe tap pulley
Nachare rawe
Khata che dile gen
Ke zahre rawe
Gulabe tao pulley
Maranjen manara
Pulleys and vines
The natural cages
Trees said their smarts aren't in the books they wrote
Wooden notes
Pulleys like vines
Like minded
e te deixo na chon'
Agacha, faz ron-rom
Tá no cio, ai, delícia, o groove ecoa no tom na chon
Flexiona, que tá bom
Pulley, crossover e supino, no
lucky, he might find us
Grasping at the pulleys
To release the bags
Beneath my eyelids
The ghost of who I was
If we're lucky, he might find us
Simple machines
W. W. L.I.P.S
Simple machines
W. W. L.I.P.S
We've got the wedge
The wheel and axle
Lever, the inclined plane
The pulley
She got aesthetic (Huh?)
Pack up the bands and go Band it (Huh?)
Figurine got me off planet (Huh?)
Pack up the jersey, retire it (Huh?)
Pulley my
And the bully baby god almighty was me
We a bedroom bully with a hoover pulley
Flexible waistline and have the whinery
We a bedroom bully with a Hoover
As I walk
Through the streets
Glass shadows
Over me
From a car,
I hear the beats
And a voice
That repeats…
Elevator sliding shut,
Pulleys
Sentiment and insight without fully knowing
That this this is the everlasting
Pulley Gift Exchange
As I run up the front staircase
I see what you made
And now
Billie cares to hold me
But I found I'm bound and headed upside down
Billie dressing easy
And I do enjoy the way he tucks me now
Pulley Bee'
wrong ting
Dem wan fi hear sing-song fi de gang ting
Dem manna talk big bully pun track
Dem kinda ting whe dem bwoi pulley back
Meh tell dem bwoi stop
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
Our century's heart
is stucked with
greasy pieces of glass
filter everthing
the mutant agent which
we share remaings
the core dangling on pulleys
they can't get fully past
First observe there's a rude shift
Easy work like a pulley lift
In the dirt I was a kid in it
I'm skating off So long
Maintain
a pulley
Uh yea
In the morning leave me alone
Im in a hurry
Told her that I can't settle down until I'm 30
Perky got me floating like a fairy
Moovin so slow
different
So as it keeps changing let me claim my position
Brooke street, the bullies of broad Banks
The source of all the music- pulley’s and raw cranks
to wander
Then call me that sailor
That went to sea to see
Cuz that's where I'll be cuz there's plenty of fish for me
You and me are like a pulley
shopping
Gears newest
So every time me see her
Me just want fi get to it
Straight inna the bedroom
Me draw her and pulley
Just like a trolly
Up the aisle me
receive my bullet (bullet)
I see your squad are full of tension (what) it’s your pulley (pulley)
Don’t stay in front of me, I can incinerate your dreams
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