Lyrics:
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
she’s biting the head
Chillin’ in a sauna gettin sweaty wit a yung hoe
She and a machete go gung ho on my bunghole
She’s goin’ down like Old Yeller
She’s
changed,
salt & drop the sand
& weed & water brains
entangled Rats
of old Venetian yellers
Ariel Calibanned
to Roma Port
If you’re not paying close attention
Dove Cameron might convince you that she
Can be in two places at once
In the past six years, the 23-year-old
Ah yeah..
I'm with this..
Ahhh yeah..
I'm with this..
Hey yo, kickin wicked rhymes like a fortune teller
Had a dog by the name of Old Yeller
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
His old man was a rebel yeller.
Bad boy to the bone he'd say,
"Can't trust a colored feller"
And he'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin.
put me out of my misery
I had to let the gauge slip
"Old Yeller" (Yeller, ayy)
Treated like a dog and now I'm fed up
I got a bone to pick, you throw
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
Dove Cameron may be the
Most famous American actress
That London theatregoers have never heard of
A star of Disney Channel from the age of 16
She
And a yeller of your threats
Ain't no tryna scale me back
I checked your balance, you in debt uh
No malice, was tryna spark a plug with you
But the extension
of this way to get shot by my Glock 24
Got a bitch sitting courtside in the back
...
Twitching for some pussy you a rookie
I just spent some cash for
creep, niggas goin' down for the count
It ain't sweet, fuck around and knock money out
Come on fella, you don't want the dog with the camp
Not Old
Now don't you remember sweet Betsy from Pike
Who crossed the big mountains with her lover Ike
Two yoke of oxen a big yeller dog a tall Shanghai
Now don't you remember sweet Betsy from Pike
Who crossed the big mountains with her lover Ike
Two yoke of oxen a big yeller dog
A tall Shanghai
with the camp
Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9
His old man was a rebel yeller
Bad boy to the bone
He'd say: "Can't trust that other fella."
He'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin
He was
rag dummy appearance with a most cohesive spirit
Clattering the yesterday ain't shed a tear since
Hear me, wrote the Old Yeller community cartoon
can go before you stay
Don't you let the morning blind ya
When on your sleeve you wore the yeller star
Old memories still live behind ya
Can't
You can hit me if you wanna
You can roll some marijuana
You can hit me if you wanna
I got lots and lots of Ganja
Hope I don't get sued by Disney but
can go before you stay
Don't you let the morning blind ya
When on your sleeve you wore the yeller star
Old memories still live behind ya
Can't
(Okay)
I could tame any bitch like it's Old Yeller
Interstellar, imma star wit my Stella by the Starlight (Stella by the starlight)
Introvert stay in for
citizen, stellar
Caught up in, no brought up in a cripple
Triple six lidagin cellar
Where under a creaky step huddled to
Scorn of this old yeller
Yes, you
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