Lyrics:
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Cuffed niggas
Searched us both but he ain't find the yeahs
Hallelujah I used to go to church a lot
Now I don't go
But he and I eye to eye
to a click track
What's wrong with me? I count to three
I screwed it up to the Judas Tree
I bow my head, I turn my eyes
I ran away, right by your side
tree so they will not miss
Him coming down the chimney with a heavy bag of gifts
Jingle jingle all the way here he comes St. Nick
All the children
Brando Flux:
Down and out in San Marino on a roulette binge
I'm trying not to cringe watch ‘em tow the Bentley off
6 AM cold, yawn and gently cough
ball
I'm the one who got em' rolling like a canoeing ball
I'm feeling like I'm ben 10, imma transform ten times
I'mma rip their asses
I made up all
And a partridge in a pear tree
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you just witnessed theft
The new Three 6 Mafia, Most Known Unknowns
Please don't fuck this album
reserved by I fucked around and blossomed
Gracefully envelope the character of a king
It ain't a thing, I'm just adding on to my rings
3 peat squared, name
gave way
In the attic mama's holding the babe
But the water's rising
Polly Ward's house down in Cove Creek
Floated for three miles in one piece
Richard
knelt right down upon the floor
He said, "Little Miss Mouse, will you marry me
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee?"
And a partridge in a pear tree
Turtle doves?
They're nice, do they have shells?
Uh, I don't know
But, on the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Three
Cabana boys wave as you pass by, the day is lazy
She let down her hair
You're without a care
Tropicana in your cup
Your special punch you drink with lunch
to keep you, I no be goalie
For one side dey blow up the whole tree
We look muah but we dey br3 lowkey
I no fi show but I fi tell you the story
Love is
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
stealing the tree
Then Cindy Lou came down
She woke up to a sound
She just wanted to get something to drink
She thought it was Santa but she was misled
She
a strip Ben Frank blue hundreds that's cheese
I need a glock by the hip head in the whip
From a bitch that a roll my weed
I need a yac made neat room temp
hopes and everyone's
Anyone worth a minute of your time
When unhampered by the agents,
Of the governors of the faceless so opaque,
As bare tree's
Touch down on ya hoe i'm feeling like Brady
Yea trust no hoe even when i'm 80
Hell naw hoe can't be my ol' lady
I get old i'ma be fuckin' old ladies
Non
And so the search went on
All the while Nickee was curled up fast asleep
No longer peaceful in her invisible tree
Being chased by antelopes in a dream
Three G's in a blunt exotic tree
I'm with a dime chick she on fleek
Hopped in my bag this shit getting deep
Ain't trying to kick it don't want to meet
Ice
Once a jolly Swagman, camped by a Billabong
Under the shade of a Coolibah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his Billy boiled
You'll
and play
Us three children now teens struggling to make ends meet
On a tree grows a new blossom
Life ahead that we run from
Jump off a bridge and we caught
of liquor and I woke up drunk
Cauterized like a lowland sky
Got the three on the tree
And walkers in the new company
Jockey's on the CB and he's barking
the nine
First I took two clips and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I
the man's corpse apart
Piece by piece
Limb by limb
Until nothing remained
And his blood melted into the ground below
The gallows was made from a tree
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