Lyrics:
The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fine
But that was another place and another time
We'd sit out on the front porch in the evenin' when the sun
The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fine
But that was another place and another time
We'd sit out on the front porch in the evenin' when the sun went
The cotton was high and the corn was growin' fine
But that was another place and another time
We'd sit out on the front porch in the evenin' when the sun went
ex-pionage, dodgeball square hard
Strip bars, no bras, wet leotards
And a mink in, next album "Blood on Chef Apron"
Keep a Gambino PlayStation in your playpen
album
You know, just battling and shit
Used to play ball
Shout out to all the niggas
I killed in Morningside
Mook, you know about that shot in
The middle
Verse 1:
George
His name is George
We call him George because
Because George is his name
cnd he soars high above
Where most will never go
With his
damn delay
Now you lookin at me like no fuckin way
I'm heading out tonight
And my plans fall into place
Got my paper stacked up all in my briefcase
I'm
the chain
Of King George's reign
In a place they call Brandywine
Then clear upon a cold night air
I heard a suffering cry
A ragged band of hungry men
Were
has an O-level in chemo-hygiene.
Simon-Zinc-Trumpet-Harris (T.J.) , married to a very attractive table
lamp. Nigel Incubator-Jones (J.C.), his best
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
queen Regina George
Don't make me hate you
Don't be my enemy
The boss is on high heels
Fire you, but first lemme take a selfie
Work is have fun
Under
think Matilda here
This extension is high demand for
This ratchet it's Brazilian hair
Y'all sat him in hot water
Like it stays on a silverware
I blend in
Winkle, sleeping on me
Consider this your wake up call, backing down is deep in your dreams
Dreaming of my surrender, like Aerosmith
You can Dream On, 2020
The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine
But that was another place and another time
Sit out on the front porch
In the evening when the sun went
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got
George Bush the button
Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it
Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it
Your boy got
A Buddy Guy, a Biggie and a Sly and the Family Stone
My kind of country has a George Jones, crazy and wild
Drinking White Lightning like it was going
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
studied the words of great men
Like George Jones Hank Williams John Prine
I've handed in many a paper
To probation officers on time
The high cost of low
studied the words of great men
Like George Jones Hank Williams John Prine
I've handed in many a paper
To probation officers on time
The high cost of low
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with nine figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated nine triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I catch 'em
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