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me hopping out a Honda with the leather seats hemmed Don't stop eating, she a throat demon Phones changing with the seasons Swallow all this semen Hoes
cup of juice (Get yo baby sitter) You's a bitty bitch, hope ya blood spill proof (I hope, I hope) Heard you was hemmed up snitching, go and tie yourself
watching, boy yo pockets is slim Run up ya ass get hemmed I ain flexin, Im droppin a gem Flexin like Ima hop in a gym Hustle until ya money coming in Nigga
stand in the middle of Texas, Oh, in the free an' the wide open range, An' feel like you're hemmed in by fences, An' lookin' for someone to blame. Oh,
hemmed in once again by the sweet uncertain. In the palm of you hand, in the palm of you hand I will not fall, can not fall once again In the palm
& exist! When the obsession takes you Every night I try the spell of my rhyme Hemmed in by void, collapsing the day Vanishing in the delicious state
auburn night From a dossal noose, loam is hemmed Demise was imminent Cut me out from perdition As thy hand grasps thine chalice As my are feet chained
when I feel you baby See that thong, see that thong No need for strip clubs Cause you got me hemmed up I'm all in the chair but your butts in the air up
Sleeves, Hemmed Like You're Shrinking No Need To Roll Em Now You're Nervous For No Reason Sweat Drips From Your Brow Did You Notice Me Like I Noticed
I'm up on the high wire Steady and tight Black velvet night sky White twinkling lights Hemmed in by a wildfire A distant lone siren sighs And my
my 'Lo hat, beat joint is mad fat Got the cutter of the box if a kid think he's ox For tier means creator, the poetry relator It's hemmed like Betsy
the keys with his talon hands my God but that man could play Were you ever out in the great alone when the moon was awful clear And the icy mountains hemmed
Torch girl of the marshes Her kiss is a whip of the moon Dawn's damsels are dancing To the hum of her sunny young tune. Gems hemmed in
a raft or a boat ever rode the bend The Indians got 'em cause they had 'em hemmed in It took a mighty good man with salty hands And a mighty long raft
concert I was raking in the dough, rolling in green Had the game hemmed up like a sewing machine But I was losing my freedom, there was nowhere for me
L.L. Cool J Serving em well And as you all know I am hard as hell Woke up at 9:30 on a Saturday morn' Hemmed my remote control, turned my
clear, And the icy mountains hemmed you in with a silence you most could HEAR; With only the howl of a timber wolf, and you camped there in the cold,
mating while they dating Sing with me Who do you love So you hemmed her in a corner Doesn't mean you really want her Who do you love Who do you
in Saint Louis in her mother's hair parlor Use to hit her man for cake to come see me Her and her man from home, they sold heemey We had it hemmed
pickled pigs feet Fight lotion, I keep my lips hemmed and ashy Buckle on beads so my shit stay nappy Kokane you need to wash your ass Been scratchin' my
a knuckle ball Back against the wall, knockin' niggas out (knockin' niggas out) Hemmed up in da corner nigga that's what I'm about Feel my pain,
don't care I should like to see my I don't bless them Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes Hemmed in like a boar between arches Her very
Farewell to cheerless marshes Hemmed in like a boar between arches Her very lowness with a head in a sling I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like
It's like that, you know it's like that I got it hemmed, now you never get the mic back When I attack, there ain't an army that could strike back So I
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