Lyrics:
name, and you gon' be another
Bitch, I'm out that North where ain't no shame, he get stretched by his brother
Catch 'em out of bounds, we pluck 'em
We'll milk the chickens, pluck the cows
Milk the chickens, pluck the cows
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer
Put the dirty clothes in the drawer
Slap That Bass! Pluck those strings!
Bow it with your bow! And Make It Sing Boy!
The band's biggest guitar
Is called the stand up bass
It makes
Slap That Bass (And Make It Sing, Boy!)
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag"
Slap That Bass! Pluck those strings
up
Yuh see the way yuh Sun kiss your body as righteous
I would of keep any secret in ah yuh garden
Give me your pretty pettle Give you my pluck
Give me
worth
I'll let this room become as big as my world
Count the spider's legs to pass the time
And pluck them off when I need to feel alive
Do they feel
To pluck a rose or not to pluck it
It’s thorns are hollow and they’re bound to cut me
I stumble backwards they were filled with poison
My foolish
Don't pluck me like a rose
You've gotta let love grow
Or you'll get cut by thorns
In the eye of the storm
You've gotta let love shine
Water your love
tryna dog fight aye
Only want ya bitch for the night wait
Only wanna pluck when its ripe
I gotta check but your check for her
Right right right right
Wish I could kill you
Hit you till the bruises bloom
Pluck them from your skin
And do it again
I want to bite you, see you bleed
Feel your flesh in
tried to die, multiple times
Pushed back into these ugly eyes
The denial of his light
Makes me so empty inside
Peel back the flesh and pluck out
you lie
Get fried
Chickens get cluck pluck around here
Modelo in my left
5th gear swap shifting to the right
Get cluck pluck around here
Modelo in my
Thug shit fuck shit
I just be ready to bus shit
Pull up with hands in pluck shit
Baby so wet uh uh
Baby so wet I bus quick
I nut quick fuck shit
Arcadia, where I pluck the words of truth and lies
Where I pluck the windfallen eyes
Why did you abandon me, to rot in this vault of wax?
Here is Arcadia,
She wanna suck fuck her and all her friends
Pull up in a pluck pluck they hop up in the Benz'
Yea you got me fucked up this real life ain't no skit
to pasture
Dying in this battle
Fallen in the middle
No friends on either side though
Please pluck me from these bodies
No, I don't deserve it
This prayer may
of the sun
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck til time and times are done
I came across a canyon large
Where jagged rocks assailed the sky
With only
jagged
You're beautiful
Full
Full
Full
Pluck me from this dead air
I know you're not there
Your ghost it stares
Pluck me from this dead air
I know you're
Whoa!
Gohdamn this nigga got hit with a pluck 4?
Pluck 2?
I can't show no love, can't show no love no way, why would I show u that if u just want
You say you love me, then you love me not
Make up your mind before I blow and reach the top
I been looking at the hands ticking on the clock
Pluck
that pluck on strings
And tap these midi beats
Never will I get held inside another's grip
Only hold on tight enough not to let it slip
Yet gentle enough
Blackbird, spirit of night
I call upon you to pluck me from this wretched place and join you in flight
To embrace the primal and become the monster
like a daisy
Deflowered lady
Pluck me open in the back of the Mercedes
Black petals but he still calls me lady
Dark seed, Slayverii was the baby
I feel
where I'm not meant to follow
I know your thoughts are high
But so are mine if I'm not being careful
A surer way to die
If your eye offends
Pluck it out
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