Lyrics:
a pear, a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this
good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this house, and the mistress also
watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets
Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all
God bless the master of this house
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this house
And I will live in the house of the Lord forever
Psalms 23:1-6
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I read Psalms 23
And then I prayed on my knees
This a testimony
God
you
You not on the field, you be in the house by curfew
Niggas don't fuck with me, thought it would be worse news
Have the money right or my associates
ya mouth you in you out
Don’t front or flout
I’m from the south they run ya clout (Aye)
Feudal lord that’s by the word (Aye)
Feudal lord like what you
understand why
She behaved as she did
But when she got sick
Lord, really sick
A few years back
I was terrified
Of losing my mother
I had her
Speed-dialed
And ain't a flaw to her toes, the Lord knows
Her pussy good enough to miss award shows
And I ain't gotta say nothin', she just knows
By the way I look
it down
Fuck nigga lay it down
If I stumble across a brick, Lord be my shepherd
If a nigga try to take it better pray the Lord bless him
Trap house
Yeah, turn up that mothafucking bass aight!
Yo One Nation, nigga
Thought you heard, nigga one Nation
Fucking bullshit, nigga
We got to get this
They say three times the charm, huh? I got ya
Yeah, all gas, fast, livin' like somethin' was speedin'
Ashy to classy, now I bless 'em like
onto this vibe
Melt into this visual a mess to bless your eyes
Raise your glass let's make a toast and sip this velvet wine
Take a sip from the tree
saying seem much more amazing
He'd answer 'well fancy' and she'd say 'yes that'
Oh Bless us our Lord for these gifts round the table
Somber meal manners
the watch face
It came with the freckles
Got a black card to pay
For all the incidentals
And my house so big I hear my whispers echo
Lord rich forever,
the motherfucking house
We can't be stopped
You can get dealt with at the end though
It's all good
(Lord Infamous Da Scarecrow)
You better bring dangerous toys
to buy Ellene a dream house
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlaw
Another lonely nigga with a 12-gage pump
With a 12-hour rush to run and get this
mind is in orbit, gorgeous
I say a prayer to bless mine
This ain't a quiz, don't test mine
I ain't been Wiz, but I get high
You ain't a man 'til
to the Lord!”
Taking all donations, and walking out that door!
“We know all you people could give more!”
And they’re driving fancy cars, and I’m stuck in this
bigger
Mama gonna dress ya and lord
Gon bless ya nigga
In the middle of the night it's hot
Call toll take a Frank mean yall to the spot
Cash Money rules
Talk to You
V1
Lord please take my wings
Cuz I ain't bright enough to work these fancy things
I lose my teeth and I go blind in all my dreams
too
daughters
But done by scratches so save that water
This jam is packed so I just figure
All we need is the house to get bigger
ago down on my knees
Pray to the Father Almighty
Say my own delay make He do am for me ee
Lord of Mercy send my helper to me
Bless me with this money
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