Lyrics:
a lariat
Carry me home sweet chariot
With you
Angel toss your rope around
Yank me up from the ground
Sound the trumpets, send a hue
Ascending angels
discussions, holding forth about the Russians
Will the Red Chinese attack us
Do we need the Yanks to back us
And in bed she feels his shoulder, but he grunts
the black diamond anklet
It's made out of farragut faggot, try to yank it
Got all glass, Benz in all class
I do it big, my first kid gon' have a crib all
(All night)
Mystikal, don't hurt 'em now
Grabbing at my pants, you trying to pull it out my pocket
Don't yank on the motherfucker so hard, you're
tell em niggas line up
I yank on 'em and throw the Birdman sign up
I seen tha hot spitta, he in this off season
He got the cheerleaders, they like
Yo
Yo the trains are New York Veins
The cities a cycle
People are the blood stream
Mean and ice cold laid back
Counter clockwise the dice roll
Yank
fast
Hunker down and yank yer britches up
Get it while the gettin's good
Know damn well that you should
Little piece of life just ain't enough
Get it
equals mo money, mo money, mo money
Mo money, mo money, oh
I'm that flame spittin', yank fitted, leanin' to the side
24 pendent door, folks leanin' in
to be pissed at mates who are yanks
'Cause it's not me and you, it's the fucking banks!
Bring the noise when we run upon them! (Bring the noize when we
I yank my mask - this has been a jack back!
"These boys were trained activists.."
I'm not a slave but the Ku Klux Klan
And the Aryan Nation say
They way the floor open up you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks
wait for them to try to rest
Then yank it out they chest
You sell them medicine
You make them think they need
You come around the flowers
But you's
yank the bank and I ain't been ganked
Cause my back you're trying to shank, but no thanks!
My face shows pain and strain as I stand in the rain
With this
I yank my mask this has been a jack back!
"These boys were trained activists"
I'm not a slave but the Ku Klux Klan
And the Aryan Nation say I
E-e-e-very time I look at my dick
Dick, dick, dick
Call me on the dog and bone
All you Yanks, that's a telephone
Here have a look, just have
And yank a fistful of hair out the nurse lady's head
High on sedatives again, put me in a tiny place
Chin strap muzzle over my face
I threw a guy off
some change!"
All diggin' in my ear for it and shit, deranged!
I grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the left to break his neck
But his head
seven revolvers
Sell case never test the floor
Sticky yank slicking enough why'all
I'm a man enough to put on a dress
To creep up like grand-moma
vixen eat ya face like she Ms. Pac-Man
My wish her command, uh, ADT's ain't stop me
Simple like ABC's
Snip, cut, yank just as easy as 1-2-3
Breaking
and tv shows
It equals mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, money,
Oh
[T. Waters]
(hey, hey)
I'm that flame spitting, yank fitted leaning
you think I'm hiding spaceships
French chefs, the best grapes on they breath
Louie aprons on the Yank cats, the puffy cooks the rest
Besides I got
to lay it low,
When a brother like you tells me I can't flow?
So here we go, bro, the leader of the Flow Show
Let you know, I roll and get mo'
I yank
Fuck this bull shit spit flat beer back
Rock star dumb luck sick joke clap trap
Damn thin shoe lace yank spit jerk snap
Bomb kike scam bank tear
ain't on purpose
Now we up in medical they askin' why he said it cold
Better know I never change
Runnin' with these yanks
Poppy block
Down the 65th,
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