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and shoot right through
(Through that wench)
(Through that wench)
I don't got a heart, I left that bit back in the Gulag
(Through that wench)
(Through that

the wind 
 Breathe, breathe 
 Blow my mind 
 Mwelrea you wench 
 You thing around me clench 
  
 Breathe, breathe 
 Blow my mind 
 Breathe, sigh, scream with

never found his arrow
Phantom phantom
The incisions are her wrist were all for show

She's not bitch
She's not witch
She's only fuckin' wicked wench
She's

your girl she an ugly wench

Straight maniac on the mic a beast
Looking at me hungry like I was a feast
Cap you with my flow no need for a piece
Working

your girl she an ugly wench
Straight maniac on the mic a beast
Looking at me hungry like I was a feast
Cap you with my flow no need for a piece
Working

Blow Me Come Blow Me
Put some wind in me sails and throw me 
I said come blow me Come Blow Me
Make it windy ya wench Yo Ho Me 
I love when that windy

Yo mans ugly n he look like a wench
Hell ya bitch I'm turnt like a wrench
Yo mans ugly n he look like a wench
Hell ya bitch I'm turnt like a wrench

righteous ringing knell
While the Moirai spin their thimble
I shall cast my final sell

Crow, East, and Sevenpence
Mother, Maiden, and the Wench
The water

on four one
Oh lord. Finally alone at last Until the sickness takes you.
Living alone, the wench, their heads in a bowl. My fantasy cut them up whole.
Their

on four one
Oh lord. Finally alone at last Until the sickness takes you.
Living alone, the wench, their heads in a bowl. My fantasy cut them up whole.
Their

hap;
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: Laughing tragedy.

And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee;

Poppaea

Theatre of Tragedy

Aegis

1998

Hell's hap:
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: Laughing tragedy.
And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee:

a tingle down my spine
Cut to the front of the line so I can
Wench my thirst, I gotta wench my thirst 

Girl, no one can pull a beer quite like you
And girl,

Hell's hap:
Waylaid the beldame bawd, the niggard: Laughing tragedy.
And the wench doth bawdness to blow,
Stay my adamant -
Suffer me to transfix thee:

How to Be a Playa

Master P, Silk, Fiend, Silkk the Shocker

Def Jam's How to Be a Player [Clean]

1997

stable 
If a wench jumps off at the mouth, keep it cool, then you play her" 
Get your cash, then you creep, check a broad, enemy 
Ain't no love for you

Hey wench, you’re evil and drunk
What do you want from me again?
I gotta get rid of you somehow
For the rest of my days

I need a space without your

Another drink and another wench
Is all I really need

In a pub east of Dundee
I'm playing for tips
My wallet's running dry
From the alabaster chips
And cold

the stench of a stinky ho
Moldy smelly stinking dripping camel toe
What is that smell, do you wanna know
That smelly wench has got to go
I try to run, but she

At the bottom we will stay-with smiles on our faces 
Wicked wench of the waves

Now we stay in the bloody lagoon 
Lagoon
Lagoon...Lovely, wicked wench

Hoist the sails and fuck the wench
Na na na canoeing
Cut the jib and lick her stench
Na na na canoeing
We're paddling across the Seven Seas
Na na na

the mud 
Gotta break out the wench and pull her on up 
Way back in the creek 
She's all gas no breaks if you know what I mean 
She's a wild 
Redneck child

dee dee
Stout, ale and pie
Fiddle de dum fiddle dee dee
A serving wench am I

You speak your honeyed words to me
And don't you take me for a fool
I see

pleasure for all

The first place we went, had an oderous stench 
A smelly old hobo, and an ugly old wench
I hoppped up to her, and winked in her direction

Sex Shark!!

Load the nets and strike the keel
To the sea we go
The mystic shoal of magic tuna
On the horizon we see their glow

I grab my wench she