Lyrics:
of yours, I'm proud of mine
Through all the years, through the bloods sweat and tears
It's cotton and coal, oh lord it's cotton and coal. Cotton and coal,
Eye Joe?
Years gone by, we've all grown old
And I'm still talking about Cotton Eye Joe
Left me with an empty heart
I wish I'd known right from
Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tale
Ghetto gospel that is, listen
Rotten
a bitch like Rick James
I'm Rick James
I gave you all my love
Who's the one who's hurting now
But you can't keep your double standards
It's funny how
Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tale
Ghetto gospel that is, listen
Rotten
Happening yeah
Its happening yeah
I hope you hear me out right there in heaven
It feels like father’s day every time I recall back
Dear James dear
hood
Or never really neighbored
But neighbored cuz their good
And their all in the same place
So I find myself
Re meaning of the rhyme that I rhyme by
name
Shorty's name? I'll get to that later, to me they all the same
My cousin James called my phone, told me it's urgent
He scoped the situation out,
grabbed his bag then he hit the door
James' grandaddy tried to call his name and let em know
That it's
Cold game homicide that's forever mane
Full speed
On a Mississippi mornin'
My dad yelled out a warnin'
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way on down the field
As I passed Old
to be
Won back by Cotton's
Very own altered-ego:
SUPER COTTON after
The acid mother of all
Battles!
MANGO!
COTTON!
Mango cotton
There's so damn many that I got them by the dozens
A 40 hour week plus a little OT
We've been working like dogs to let the world see
Cotton and coal, oh
Your reflection looks so bright
On a puddle by the road
Like you're part of the vibration
In the city that glows
Living in a world that moves so fast
On a Mississippi mornin'
My dad yelled out a warnin'
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way on down the field
As I passed Old
was hard to say goodbye
To willie and laura mae (jones y'all),
The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine, yes it was
But that was another
Does anybody out there know that for the first time in American history the U.S. Army was used in a war operation against the American people? Right
What’s the issue
There’s no issue
Cotton candy soul, mostly pink, some blue
Cotton candy soul, I’m wearing the right clothes
Cotton candy soul, that’s what
ma'am I got that
Black cotton candy, it's like lil Caesar's baby you know hot and ready
But ain't cheap it's a luxury for some with high incomes
So y'all
Pussy popping, booty clapping
All while I was dabbing
Woo
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch
I look like James
ears, some potaboo
I'd been married many years ago
If it wasn't for that Cotton Eyed Joe
Read her Tolstoy and all night long
Dusterevsky, maybe I'm wrong
Reuben James in my song you live again
And the phrase that I rhyme
Are just a footstep out of time
From the time when I knew you, reuben james
Reuben James
In my song you live again
And the phrases that I rhyme
Are just the footsteps out of time
From the time when I knew you, Reuben James
Hoo...hoo...
A sweet thing
You're such a sweet thing
I call you cotton candy
You're my cotton candy
I've got a sweet tooth
That's hard
You enjoying that shit broe
Your a fucking bomb broe
You enjoying that shit right now broe
You could fucking pull on me in a car right now
But you
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