Lyrics:
tenure as music director
Fo the Boston Symphony Orchestra from 1923-49
(9) Annie's cousin Fanny was a sweetie of
Mine: Is a song by Glenn
Miller
You don't show face you don't do much look at them other bitches they all too much
I Use to be hit you know bruised up look at me now man ya boy done
on Claiborne
And St Bernard across from Cajuns
Firearm on his waste
Diamonds all in his charm
Looking like the man
All the hoes staring hard
But Judy staring
Fort Griffin
on the flats by the Clear Fork this bare saloon
pardon me
the backbar black cherry with scrolls of gilt the mirror the nude and the dog
when there's nobody else around?
Since the beginning of the universe man's been cursed by trouble.
Trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Nothing but
delicately
They're to be sodomised by Richard and Judy
This parties getting started
Sanity has departed
Judy is dancing nakedly whilst Richard wanks
judy
This shit here therapeutic
I'm sharp as razors, got my hair cut by Gary Gucci (Th-th-th)
He keep me very judy
'Tana like scary movies
Fuckin' with
of a jungle
Animal instinct, mass-staria
Friends, the idle brain is a devil's playground
Trouble (oh we got trouble)
Right here in River City (right here
the darkness
Trouble sparks
They tell me home is where the heart is
Dear departed
I shed tattoo tears
And couldnt sleep good for multiple years
Witness peers
don’t want you
Imma save you all the trouble
Imma save you all the trouble be the ones who gon’ be toxic
Addicted to your love
Imma need your help
of a jungle
Animal instinct, mass-staria
Friends, the idle brain is a devil's playground
Trouble (oh we got trouble)
Right here in River City (right here
Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"
Aye, man, y'all know what
deep trouble.
Back: Trouble.
Deep, deep trouble.
Run into trouble.
Bart: Where's your sense of humour, man?
Back: Deep, deep trouble.
And they go
to get some cheap shit
I'm out the parkin lot, sideways on two wheels
Vision is double, trouble to me is bein real
Listen to my big block bill cause
the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothing in my pan
And if you said a thing about it, havin' trouble with the man
Let
Judy
Ooh, I get moody
He wipe me down like Boosie
Then I slide on him like Toosie
Yeah, Goofy is a dog, but so is Pluto
You say all your friends
Yeah, this is me Speeder Razor
This that Earthquake Flow
I’m ‘bout to drop the Earth on these niggas, man
(Forever Speeder Volume 3)
You’re looking
the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothing in my pan
And if you said a thing about it, havin' trouble with the man
Let
the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothing in my pan
And if you said a thing about it, havin' trouble with the man
Let
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothin' in my pan
And if you say anything about it, havin' trouble with the man
Let the midnight special, shine
society his shit to shovel
No one is discarded by my trouble's warm compassion
You never should fear of it ever being put on ration
My trouble does stretch
the games in trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
Say hello to the man
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
trouble
Help on the way
Help on the way
I got the game on lock
Standin' on top
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
Say hello to the man who saved hip hop
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