Lyrics:
I’m in a rush to get to my occupation
I asked for a little more time out her day and
She gave it, took a little persuasion
Now our names we exchanging
Jackson
Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia
Oh, Lydia, the champ of them all
For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz
With a view of Niagara that no
Shinigami by my side and Deathnote in my lap
Never lack, heart attack, keep them pages in my bag
Always got the pen in hand
Follow my every command
I
and them strippers go get the bag baby (get the bag baby)
If your pieces hittin then go get a bag baby (a bag baby)
She in the CK bra and panties shit you
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
Bangladesh, Bangladesh
When the sun sinks in the west
Die a million people of the Bangladesh
Far, far away, beyond all sorts of countries,
seas, and rivers, there stood a splendid realm,
ruled by a generous king.
There lived a poor peasant in
between you and me
So can I get you in the shower?
I don't charge by the hour
Told her I could do this all day
(WATCHA SAY?)
Aight Cap, don't talk just play
Hell's mighty wrath
Speaking in tongues
Choirs of the underworld
Holy water, silver-plated crucifixes, liturgical garments
A cleric dressed in
it turned me into a savage
All I want is a bad bitch never do the basic or the average
She just want me just to pay her bills, fuck that
Back up in
the new kid in, here's what I'm givin'
A jammed, slammin', command that take authority
'Cause too many MC's appear apsrt of me
Name and they claim me,
final tango around the pier
a brass band takes the stand
it’s still ringing in her ears
as she held onto harry’s hand
last sunrays last sunrays in
thoughts so near
Never fooled by the dove
That announces lust and love
Another soul kept in this town
Where hopes are all brought down
She dreams of wings
17-2-47-A
So memorize well if ye not be afeared, I command ye by every hair in my beard
Pardon the speech of an insolent weirdo
You get like that by reading
Ohh
Damn she nasty
Freaks don’t pass me
They get at me
Ohh
Yeah she nasty
Freaks don’t pass me
They get at me like damn
Ohh
Damn she nasty
Freaks
tremble at the mighty sound
Of all my victories?
Cin Rather, more haughty grows
By their disasters
Pir But does she then accept
My treaty?
Cin You will
San francisco fan
Loved a no-good gamblin' man
She drank the coffee dregs
So she could fry his eggs in a golden frying pan
Can-can-ed by command
Come all you wild young men and a warning take by me
Never lead your single life astray or into bad company
As I myself have done, being all in
the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia
She can give you a view of the world
In tattoo if you step up and tell her where
one understands
Mom and Dad and Bitches
Always giving him commands (stupid, twerp!)
Doom and gloom up in his room
Is broken instantly
By his magic
shorty say she love me so I skeeted in her face
And she eat it up she told me she love how it tastes
Got 100 pounds she let me keep it in her place
Fuck
The Blood of a sinnin' Man, Was on good Judith's hands
But her act of Violence was righteous when it was in the Lord's Command
Sweet Mary Taught
I fucked your bitch in the wild wild west
She gave me the best head
I have ever had
I fucked your bitch in the wild wild west
She gave me the best
to strategies like this
As someone long prepared for the occasion
In full command of every plan you wrecked
Do not choose a coward's explanation
That hides
to strategies like this
As someone long prepared for the occasion
In full command of every plan you wrecked
Do not choose a coward's explanation
That hides
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