Lyrics:
(Dolly Parton)
My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores
Seemed old Mrs.
(Dolly Parton)
Our love affair is bitter sweet
Insecure and incomplete
And I've often wondered why your leaving's been so long delayed
It's all
lie, Dolly Parton high, they all can buy
Got it for sale
And i don't run the crack spot
Opperation is a jag drop, rag mop, access with a laptop
One
(Dolly Parton)
It's a dirty job
But somebody's got to do it
Better get to it
Somebody's gotta do it
Whatever it takes, whatever it takes
Any
(Dolly Parton)
I've tried and I've tried for so long to please you
Gave you every bit of my time
Gave you everything I could possibly give you
My
(Dolly Parton)
He lived by the apple orchard in this little orchard shack
His real name was Jackson Taylor but I called him AppleJack
Now old
(Dolly Parton)
The snow was fallin' swiftly and it mounted on the street
Little footprints in the snow made by our children's feet
As I walked
Queen
Heard fake labels wanna spread False lies
But it's not a label I ain't Signed no dotted line
Bodied all them monkeys murder Scene it's a crime
Now
bout who shine da hardest
it’s all about who hustle smartest
I ain’t never seen No Dolly Parton No Miley Cyrus No Billy ray
Jus residue on ya dinner
the fuck he's goin' on about, but he didn't really deserve it.All he's trying to do is relay a message from me to you, right? And he went the wrong way about
it helps
I find some time to think properly, still go fuck yourself
The way this shit is going I can’t wish you well
Throwing all my coins down
about this shit more often, more often
Uh, I don't really wanna glorify it but the streets glorify it
So I gotta glorify it 'fore the people throw
(Dolly Parton)
Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
Skin as fair as Lily's hair, as golden as the corn
They knew that she was special
dolly parton
Yeah, we got it going on, know you've already won
Posing for the cameras and the press?
Hell yes! You're an icon
(Hey, hey, hey)
that white girl, Dolly Parton,
My crib in the sky, ain't worried bout no drive-bys,
I'm the biggest inspiration in these niggas eyes,
I'm too high and I
(Dolly Parton)
I remember, I remember
I remember momma and daddy most of all
I remember meadows and fields of golden wheat
I remember song birds
face could go where milk cartons be pockets on swole told the banker dolly parton me
I fell in love with them hunneds i fucked up the game now its right
I ain't just packing, I'm All Glown up Now
My mommy Nicki Minaj and my daddy Eminem
Don't you fuck with Dolly Parton ain't nobody sicker than
Been
And to hear the songs I'd wrote
But I found it goin' rough
Everyone was all tied up
Either in a conference
Or in the studio
They said that I could leave
(Dolly Parton)
A different lover ev'ry day
Same old book just a diff'rent page
Same old lines in the same old play
I've got to find somebody I
Yo, I past the point of talking
Fully aware of all the shit I'm starting
Beg your pardon
Chest pulled out like Dolly Parton's
Don't get your man robbed
GO TO HELL
WRITER DOLLY PARTON
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me the Hell alone Take your
you come back home
Oh, right
I can't find a flight
We share the sadness
Split screen sadness
Two wrongs make it all alright tonight
Two wrongs
(Dolly Parton)
A little white house with black wooden shadows
A porch with its columns all covered with vine
My broken dream house where he lives
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