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debt to your love
And thats all she wrote
Thats all she wrote

Wandering the Avenues
Surrounded by the ones you knew
This world is just not meant for you

for you by any means
Today I wrote this letter to my unborn
You're about to be born
So I know god is real
I just want you to know how I feel
I will

Ain't That Fine

Roger Miller

The Return of Roger Miller

1965

ain't that fine fine fine she's all mine
Well she took me home to mama and that didn't impress me much
Till she wrote down a great big welcome mat

single, probably
Only one bitch got my heart, and my other half
She do not see eye to eye with me
Life is summed up by this mothafuckin' quote
Experiences

way, ayy
Just ran into this stallion
Just the other day
She told me that she like my music, I said
"Thank you"
And I told her that I like her booty
Can't

and the Dresden home
Is burnt to the ground
And all that's left of my house is lawn
The crowds are gone
And it's time to wash out the blonde
Sales decline,

everyday
All day 
Call me crazy even when I'm on my A 

Murder
Murder she wrote that 
Murder
She wrote that 

Murder 
Murder
She wrote that
Murder 

Looking

said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she

She know that I've been on my grind
Got a lot of shit flying through my mind
Yet it's her I always seem to come across
Jump to her side, call me

a rubber band I need a money bin
Honey in
Apple bottom yea she got that onion
Neck eyes lips she tuck the tummy in
I'ma rock it how I roll up to my own rules

wrote snotty articles
And that explains why the fuck you clowns are all in my grill
Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame
Choice I made, swore

her by the hand yeah I finally been the man
And she asked me to do this shit once again
Then I took her on a date and I hope it‘s gettin‘ late
All

estoy pa' ti, pa' ti
Todo lo que tengo e' pa' ti, pa' ti
Solo pa' ti, pa' ti, pa' ti (wuh)

Is this sentimental
To put all my money just right where

usin' me
Excuses excuses
Shit I don't wanna hear em'
Murder she wrote and she put me in her mentions
Ok im just sayin naw I don't mind that
Shit's cap

her if I had one wish
But she's been gone since that summer
Since that summer hip-hop mama, spic n span
Met you one summеr and it all began
You're

Baby

Logic

Supermarket

2019

I've seen from where I'm from
By any girl ever, anywhere I might have gone
I only have eyes for you, that's why I wrote this song
Life's changing

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s
That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fuckin' bro

Pen and paper and thoughts from the blue
That's all it takes to create something new
Straight from the soul and straight from the mind
A girl wrote

in the south like
She super sexy, got a nigga thinking bout a wife
Wearing all white, being wit her for life

[Chorus]

[T.I.]
The main thing

louder
Hear you saying please
Be the father
Murder she wrote
Sweet likkle brown darling
Crystal clear what we've started
I know, I know
That you're too

If my britches is on swole
Kicking flavor and game all that I Know
Just the hook na this ain't half that I Wrote She wildn
Off bean got stuck in her

coke, I'm serving all on the block n' the boat
If you on the boat the row it
If you on the gas then float
Fuckin' that hoe, ou
Fucking that hoes till she

All Be Gray But Your Picture On My Wall
It Reminds Me, That It’s Not So Bad
It’s Not So Bad
Dear Notch, I wrote you but still no update
I left my

and Cola, I told her get both
Kid Cuisine dinner she whip up a bowl
Oh, oh
Get on the floor
I wrote this, I wrote this, I wrote this, I wrote this
See me