Lyrics:
in a normal conversation
When you get a map to the heavens,
You should probably keep it in a safe
Where people like me can’t come along
And pluck
is ask
We too grown to do each other like that plus we black
So wassup with that other half
Call me a pluck I ain't a pluck I just smoke all the weed
I
I was born I always been stuck
Composing these plucks
I don't give a fuck
I shine like a star but don't shine too far
I dream of these fast cars
boy go get your bucks up
You say you want smoke boy its stuck up
And we'll spend your block two deep in a pluck pluck
You say you get money I get it
home isn't home
So pluck this banjo dear
And pluck it till you're near
Loneliness is calling
Cheer me up my darling
Miles getting fewer
Just
And we'll all go together to pluck wilde mountain thyme
All around the bloomin' heather
Will ye go, lassy, go
If my true love she did leave me
I would surely
Lately
You've been driving me crazy
Baby
I don't wanna be your fall
I don't wanna take it all
I just wanna pluck your heart strings
Baby
You be
are closed?
How long do you wait once the seed is sewn?
Once the fruit is grown when do you pluck it, pluck it
Palpate the plumpness throw it in
call up da cleaner
Pluck out da eyes of da dreamer
And cut off da head of believers
Here come da reaper
Here come da reaper
Here come da reaper
Here
nai, born, and jolled in falconberg
Boytjie you're a tourist to this pluck
Bump Brail bars to sightsee from my touch
Pooled sluts no luck or a bruck
We get tired of a trip
But we choose where we stuck
Like just another sip, an excuse was a pluck
Raised to never give a fuck
Second toast for some
Yea delicate petals
Delicate delicate delicate petals
Yea man you can't crush this you gotta pluck it man
Petals too delicate
Exotic exotic
Ima set it over next to the haters while I go and pluck the 808's
trade the strings for a 808
Ima save it for a later day
yea people been back before
tuck
Stacking up my bucks
Counting up my luck
Catch on to my plucks
VA be the tuck
VA be the tuck
VA be the tuck
VA be the tuck
I'm bout to spark let's
hurt, press your heart
Push your eyes, with your thumbs
Pluck your teeth, with your tongue
Plug your eyes, with your thumbs
Pluck your teeth, with your
Blaqbones
oh no
I see the thorns under the roses don’t mean I ain’t gon’ pluck
I got to
Keep on with the motion
I ain’t gon stop
I see the traffic Show
throttle
Satiates me, makes me whole
Full throttle
Tops up the stomach of my soul
Full throttle
Pluck a blanket from the cradle
Full throttle
Snapping
bitch I pluck her feathers
My bitch pack Barretta might commit a felon
I just finessed ya brethren turned to a pussy in seconds
Brand new stain
a bailar
Vuelvo en un momento no voy a tardar
No hay por qué explicarme
You always come to the parties (Oh, oh)
To pluck the feathers off all the birds (Oh,
others see me this way and immediately want to pluck me for theirs
Not realizing they are killing me through their selfish desires
Or maybe they know
Maybe
Beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat
Suck pluck spank pound hot plump fat round
Suck pluck spank pound hot plump fat round
Beat beat beat beat beat
from france
Shit is like 30 year old oh damn
Yeah, yea, yea
Yeah, let's have sex
Good vibes in the air
Finger pluck her by the hair
Pluck a bird by
Close around
Reach into the night
Pass light
To pluck a star
Bolt from the blue
We're not sick
I dream of a day without me
Taken away by the things you
don't pluck the rose cause you never know till it's over
I take the load
It's breaking my bones
It's shaping my soul I'm getting old
Not set in stone
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