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go by sea plane or bus even horseback if you must
But the one thing on my mind that's tossin
How ima gonna get my fish back to Boston?
Well man has
Wouldn't you think that
I'd have it all figured out by now
That I'd know exactly what I'm doing
Wouldn't you think that I'd have a key
To open
Ferragamo on my toes
Which goes very well with my Ferragamo clothes
Y'all knows my wrist stay froze
Jump up in the mirror for a selfie Pose
Ha ha I'm just
And say boss well I think I’ll be leaving/
Cause I running little late for a meeting/
Is only after a while that it sink in/
Jerry realise he was by the bar
remembrance
And I still cry
Lord I will survive
Lord I am still alive
The days they pass me by
Lord I am still alive
Well so it goes, it all ends
All in
you at all
If you need anything I'm a call
Away from breakfast in the hall
Be with me and we'll have a ball
Crazed by the way you touch my skin
We're
them one by one.
They were all by far too ugly and were mostly way too old
Their poems and their songs were the most boring ever told
Then he said that
THE BUCKS
THEY JUST LIE, LIE AND LIE AGAIN
THEY ALWAYS WANNA TRY ME WELL TELL THEM TRY AGAIN
WHENEVER SHIT WENT DOWN I STOOD BY MY MEN
PULLED HIS USO IN
me on the shelf 'cause I'm so excellent
Damn you nowhere with no persistence
You don't want no selfish thing, don't have no confidence
Well, you
(singers)
Just picture a lad, between Mom and Dad
Its Sunday the tables all set
There's uncles, there's aunts, and cousins galore
There's plenty
Well sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I, think of all the things
What you're doing
And through my head I make
Well, sometimes I go out by myself
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things
What you're doing
And in my head I paint a picture
feel like you're in chains, love?
Is it all of the above, love?
I hope you're well
And of all the weight on my chest
One thing I never did best
(you're such a Barbie)
Na-na, na-na-na-na (yo, Mariah)
I was in the million dollar meetings, he was cheatin'
All up in the church, he was sneakin' with
to keep it funky
Yeah, it's a Bad Boy thing
Tumblin' Dice, my man Rash' on the remix tip
Uh, yeah, big shouts to the Uptown Crew
Ugh
To all the people
the light so we can all shine
Keep moving towards the circle, yeah, it's our time
You can see the box chalked out
As soon as you walk out
Only one thing
And it?s amateur day on the old super slab
The kids are strapped down like a half load of pipe
All safe in their car seats they fuss and they gripe
Well
fine for this life
I wonder if they tryna come by for the night
Hit em with the addi got them mobile with a ride
Kev back in town so you know we finna
stalling you
People fighting I see
Your doomsday calling
Well, I say hey boys and
Girls it’s time to pray for
All the world, time to pray
For all the people
full of bling
Seemed something like dream
Till young prodigy
Start rollin up tree
It was showin him things
That have never been seen
All behind
You are loved by your friends, like us
And don't you ever think that you have no use in life
Because you made us so happy and you gave us all
I took a step back, and realized I was out of pocket
All of the things that I've done, just for my deposit
Not no street things, it's how I treated
how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen
thing do you feel it am I getting through
With every minute going by you get older, gotta learn to keep away from what's bringing you down
Well when it's
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