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that
Got kicked out 'cause she laid on her back
Well, that's how it seemed to her mommy and daddy
Crying on her boyfriend, "They would never

earthquakes shake and shape destiny

I'm like X, Y & Z i stick by the back door
Let it go free, that's what the track's for
My jobbie job is to rock a party

the real slaves
Paid off and stained

And what you never knew
Can never get to you
So fake it
I'll be your stumbleine
I'll be your super queen
And make you

Savage queen (savage queen), riadna bitch (riadna bitch)
Má najlepšiu riť, má najlepšie tits
(Ona je) Savage queen (savage queen), riadna bitch

Best queen ever
Lyrics by James Emuze

She is my queen full of endless love. She is my queen full of endless love.
She is my queen full of endless

Fairy queen
Fairy queen
She's your shelter in the night
The guardian angel by your side
Fairy queen

If I could be a fairy queen
I'd find the long

Raised by kings so never bend a knee
So let your light shine Now is the time
To reproduce kings young queens in the mind
Don't you ever settle for less

what you want, you know I'm the dope queen
Call me what you want, you know I'm the dope queen
I'm dopey by design
I'm dopey by design
My brain is not

 doing we learn
Big mouthfuls ofter choke by doing we learn
All is fair in war by doing we learn
WE LEARN EVERYBODY IS ONLY A JOKE!
 
SUCH A BLOODY QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!YEAH~
SUCH A BLOODY QUEEN

a hoin' corn
Mommy she's rock the babies at night
And read the Bible by the coal oil light
And ever' thing would start all over come break of morn

Two Little Orphans

Dolly Parton

Honky Tonk Angel [Golden Stars]

2000

Two little children, a boy and a girl
Sat by an old church door
The little girl's feet 
Were as brown as the curl
That fell on the dress that she

Where's Your Mommy?

Cledus T. Judd

Six Pack of Judd

2003

A parody of "Who's Your Daddy?" (Written and recorded by Toby Keith)
New lyrical adaptation by Cledus T. Judd, Christopher Clark and Frank Pierce.

Mama & Me

Nellie McKay

Pretty Little Head

2006

just my mama and me
And though I know it may be
Hard to be mama and me
But we've got time time time
With my mom by my side
I know I'll always survive

of the money Mommy, can't take it from me Mommy

I've been waiting in the dark here all night
Waiting for some inspiration to pass by
Got my hair straight,

go? What you doing?
What you talkin bout, I'm out
No time to waste cause I'm pursuing... dog

The Bible says that you can tell a tree by its fruit
Like

shit" happens in Florida

You act black cause you want the attention
What are all those hashtags in your comment section
It's clear by how you talk and by

a big hula hoop
Questioning me what’s your name who are you?
Daddy is America Mommy is Italia
Made by the flames I was made by the fiyaa
American flag

the gold

I reap what I sow
But I ain't tell shit that I know
I live by the code

But if we talkin' blocks
A nigga wont get my shit hot cause we getting you

mess with your brain
I want to retaliate and spazz away
But the higher self said "mmm"
I'm like hold up wait
Cuz that's my momma
And about my Queen bitch

buddy
We ride, no need a Bugatti
Call her lil mommy
Comes to her love, I got plenty
We connect our pieces
Didn't even had to beast it
Obsessed by her

Family maybe think we should part, but what do they know
Focused on your shadow side while I'm blinded by your glow
They really don't know what you been

explain, just listen, imma take you to school
I'm good by myself but with you with it's a power team
Laying up smoking green, laughing at multiple things
I

die

I've been running running
Rounds around
The world for you
I met many girls
Nobody fine like you
Africa queen
Dem no fine reach you

Baby wa je ka

and measure it in the wrong direction.

See the ruler would point down towards the ground as her own hair screams to be accepted upwards by the sun.

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