Lyrics:
that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
more good times than JJ had
Judging by the look in your eyes, you see it
Let no man sever, welcome to forever
[Chorus: x3]
bye-bye
And stick it where the sun don't shine
Just let me live my life
Here by the riverside
A little piece of mind
If I could do it all again
I would just
is the
Step 2, shoes, step 3, socks, step 4, trousers
Step 5, now a little wetter, a little
Someone's coming, quick, back up to Step 1
Hello, lovely
Run this shit Up with my legs
Run this shit up by myself
If you can't get right you get left
I'ma rain in the three like I'm Steph
Wrist in the bowl
the great granddaddy payback
When Little Billy bought a Tugboat
Now he thinks he's Captain Ahab
Facist takes for the pegleg's birds and eyepatches
Learn
is concealing
Here's a little bit of Miami advice
For when your hand is down your pants
And there's a gun between your eyes
And she cocks it
the breadknife
Grandma wake up
And scene
Across the pond In a little town
Lived the short stout Bobby Brown
Cut his grass With a sharpened axe
Never paid a dime
a little bird like me
Fly down, fly down oh parrot, she cried
And light on my right knee
The doors to your cage shall be decked with gold
And hung
it like field goals, lick it like mail
Though sleep by your mailbox, IG yo' G spot
I kill yo' pill spot
I give a cheerleader somethin' to cheer 'bout
I
on this beat like it's muh fuckin' spoken
Word
I don't give a fuck what you heard
Shoot the from the 3 like I'm Larry
Bird
Lil bitch you can get kicked
(Mmm)
It's a pretty evening
The bird's are singing
Batting my lashes
And i've got a record on
I'm by my window
Looking to the sky
Lavender sunsets
to go relearn to play
There goes those three little birds again and I heard them say
Ay yo
The grass is greener on the other side
Ay
The grass is greener
always seemed so clear to me
The hirsutiest baby in history
Was a baby with a beard and it was Jesus
But if it was me got a bird up the duff
By
Started with a dollar and a dream
We did it for the West, motherfucker, like Kanye
Niggas get stretched out on [?]
Got three thousand stacks, I ain't
a thousand circles
A man hit me
Saying that he’d be here in a minute
All I’ve got to do is wrap it
And bring it down to the rented
By now, it’s a little past
Like me
You know the fakes who hide behind
The little miffs that like to chime for 'em
All grit and dirt
Until the mask falls off
And what you got
Walkin' To Missouri
Sammy Kaye
Peaked at # 11 in 1952
Words and music by Bob Merrill, 1952
Poor little robin walkin', walkin', WALKIN'
the bread, acting little funny turn into a target
Fly by, shift fast, burning gas, cutting cars
When I pull up cash no card
Drive far, foreign car, hear
JunyTony story musical,
The Ugly Duckling,
shall we start?
It was a lovely summer day.
Little ducklings started to hatch
one by one.
One,
two,
Blue bird singing
Hiding in the bittersweet
Big trees growing been here a lot longer than me
Strumming that guitar charli girl resting by my feet's
[Cappadonna](Ghostface Killah)
Uh-hoh
(We back up in this piece, yo)
(Yo, Donna)
(Snatch these birds for a second)
(They rabbits)
GROUPIES!
into an three
Legged frog, before being squashed by teacher
Who was a little creeped out by it
"Teacher", I yelled, "all my friends are dead and I
Want
GOKU
Not you
Its me whose GOKU
Murder with words
Words killing herds
Berks killer words
Words of a nerd
Killed you you heard
Says little bird
Flying with
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