Lyrics:
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
Yeah! You got more trouble
Than you can handle, honey!
What the fuck are you gonna do?
How are you gonna scrape on by?
I do believe that there are
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
of me
Derived and thriving in a hive confined
By evasive morality
Bum, buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah da dum bum bah dah dah dum
Buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah
She's the apple of my eye
She's impossible I'm told
I just can't wait for the time to pass me by
So together we can grow old
She's the apple of my
When I walk away, don't worry, I will not cry your name It's my own shame, down on my knees I carry on Somewhere to a new home And deafened by
the same, only want one thing
But by any means, don't expect anything
Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me
That don't
throwed off ever since I was a toddler
Baptized by fire
But that was after the water
Holy Spirit take the lead
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
Oh Father can you
the white boy's Pa and the Indian fell a'bleeding
In the grass by the creek in the late summer heat until his heartbeat stopped its beating
Now, hear the rum
our Friday afternoons
And lately I've been missing you, yeah
(Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum)
(Bum, bum, bum, ba da bum, bum dum dum)
Summer
from you stupid mouth
Hating on my grind, but I ain't bothered by what you talk about
See me on my shine, don't you say nun when I'm up and out
Crabs in
side by side
And yes we get it on, one time most definitely
Further the mind, shallow waters and know life
Give me that water and love, we gotta make it
Virginia, Virginia USA.
Yes, I went down to Virginia, I went by my request,
No one needs recommend ya, 'cause you are a welcome guest.
Well, I never
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
and minds and times will change
Still pinioned they by fears of growing old
Though scalpeled hands will plumb the deepest corners
None will find the soul
pick you up around 8
By the way, yeah this a date
All your exes, they lame
And that's a shame
Cause you girl, you girl
You're perfect
Yeah girl, you're
No way
Take my freedom
No way
Surrender to the doubters and the hate
No way
Turn it down to be accepted by a fraud
No way
Give up halfway on a mission
Gal ya bumbum make me smile
Garlie ya body fit to make me maad
Gal ya bum bum gal my body tight
If you leave me omo na suicide
Gal ya bumbum make me
Ahh hmm
No be small flex
Baby give me kokoro
You Dey make my thing long long
Cause I no go take too long
Feeling this your big bum bum
Baby give me
right in there and grabs them long green boogers
By whatever you grab them long green boogers by
Well, one day he's got a full Nelson on this big
Feuding and fussing and a-fighting
Sometimes it gets to be exciting
Don't like them ornery neighbors down by the creek
We'll be plumb out
Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He
had a little girl one time, she had lips like sherry wine
And she loved me 'til my head went plumb insane
But I was too blind to see she was driftin'
it oughta be fun layin' in the sun
Working on my farmer's tan
And we can be beach bums for a while
Now we don't even need palm trees
'Cause
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