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It's a half past five on a weekday night
I'm sitting in traffic on 75
Itchin' to get home and kick of my boots

I've got a Taylor Swift song stuck in

where is your mirror
Where are my maids in a row
Oh Mary Jane, Mary Jane, pretty you’d be
If you dressed in a soft indigo
The streetlights all shine,

evermore, because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day

While shepherds watch their flocks by night
They see a bright

had the world right in our hands, oh yea dat shit crazy
Feel like a knife right in my spine and I'm gon' take the blade and
Faze em
Yea
Look, So when

the mic, shut it down, never pass it
My size Jurassic, my heart is bigger, more merit than that Mary Tyler Moore figure
We gon' make it if we fake it or not,

candy
Stole my brother's headphones daily
Went to school
With Skullcandys
Taylor Swift, R-E-D
Kendrick, good kid, m.A.A.d city
Study audiology if you

channel

Serenade me! yeahhaha, yeah!

Cut my wife into pieces
With a serrated sword!
Cut and slicing, and dice her
Oh, but first, can you make me some

Nightmare

Tyler, the Creator

Goblin [Deluxe Version]

2011

of getting Taylor Swift to fuck me
Annoying and I'm ugly, most niggas wanna punch me
I'm surprised the fucking doctor even touched me
Feel like Humpty, you

Rose
Four Cousins Moet
When we wanna celebrate
Oh yes it's a night for the Hennessy
Ciroc Spirit calling out to me
Martel Swift with the Swift

head high
I'm the baddest and I mean it (haa)
I Shake them haters like I'm Taylor swift
Playing with my presence you forgot that I'm the fucking gift

a knight in shining armor
Mail a gift to Taylor Swift's trailer, a picture of my genitalia
With a note sayin' bitch I can't wait to nail ya
Drug

say young money
Ay killa you know the rules dip set for life

I'm all about that motherfucking paper ho
This song goes out to all my money making

Oh, Mary, I need to relax
I'm in a bit of a pickle, it could be green or be wax
See, I just broke up with my main chick; she wasn't amazing
Wasn't

The Dull Flame of Desire

Björk

Volta

2007

I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning

needa inhaler
22 in the clip like I named the Glock Taylor
Like I named the Glock Swift
Getting cheddar no swiss
When I shoot I don't miss
She gave my

The very new song
Being made by me
I'm not taylor swift and I'm not Diddy
I'm the greatest to have ever
Hit up the scene
People they will say
Wanna parade me

never make a million
She looking like she was directed by Vince Gilligan
Call me Taylor Swift, cause I would've, could've, should've
Doing everything that

People won't believe it til you say you'll take em witcha
So niggas pitchin taylor swift so they can make a living
Caught up in a system waitin til you get

Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane

Saggin' my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell

Deep Inside [stargate radio mix]

Mary J. Blige

De Platina Editie

2000

on the streets
Ain't know where your heart at, look inside
And you'll find a entertainer, one of a kind
That's way ahead of her time
Take a look

{Mary}
Oh I need

in Las Vegas watchin' the Super Bowl thinkin' 'bout movin' to Taylor Swift
I don't need to go to the bank for a loan
Accountant said my accounts look

know
But I've got agendas waiting so low
Hold tight, my plan to keep you close
Oh, I'm reminiscing
So damn unforgiving, like
Sit by the seaside talking

Mary's Boy Child

Boney M.

The Very Best of Boney M.

1994

evermore, because of Christmas Day.
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ, was born on Christmas Day.

While shepherds watch their flock by night,
They see a bright

back with a vengeance
And back to back Benzes, back to back winnin'
Rap failed, oh well, gimme back my scale and a burn out cell, I'll grow clientele