Lyrics:
stank
I'm Mary
Charley
By the way
I'm told we open Saturday
What?!
You're not serious!
Nobody's ready!
Apparently somebody cancelled
Oh, my goodness! Yay!
I found my PP (yeah) you know what?
This is the PP song let's go! (YUMMY)
My PP it hurt (yeah) my PP is first
My PP desert my
have began to pour
There's a wind and your youth fall
And you're really alone once more
I can tell by your song
Then you asked me if I can sing
That this
Happy that you made it home
Take the fuckin' work shit off
Nothing but your wedding ring on
'Cos I'ma bout to
Fuck you to your favourite song
Fuck you
as the bluegrass songs say.
They were standing underneath a giant pine tree there in Crockett singing the rudest, most grotesque, nastiest bluegrass songs you
use
She said just go away leave me alone you've been refused
I said fat Flossie why you act that way?
Oh I can still remember our wedding day
And when
're ignoring my texts
Tell me a yarn that you're in love with me alone
Not the real truth
We're hanging on by a thread
Birth me to death, this burning in my
cream
The mother city is the kingdom where I found the queen like a sunflower seed
And plus she had a wedding gown on still ghetto
So I call her Lotus
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
by Satan
Then your face was stepped on and
Shaved with the weapons of Jason
Left in the rain til the leprosy sank in
Left to be eaten by featherless
Niggas be talking dat shit but I'm ready
I'm cutting dope up like Jason and Freddy
I broke up with dat lil bitch at the wedding
I tell these hoes I
we do to bitch ass niggas, we ho 'em out
You ain't gotta worry 'bout the score, we gon' blow 'em out
Earl, David, Jason, gotta be Sean
That's
not the king of anything
Im looking for a wedding ring
And writing songs that you can sing
I'm writing songs that two can sing
And maybe your my soon
gon' slide, bitch, I know that you flakin', fakin'
I use the mic like a sword and I'm Jason
Forgin' my words in this bitch like a mason
Bitch, I am
Turtles love pizza
Ironically enough, you something I want a piece of, you got it girl
This song remind me of Cat from Philly, a girl I used to love
numb
Prayed up now that pain done
Thrash a beat like Jason with a blade
It flip like Daewon song
Just hit that bud shop
Bloodshot
Uppercut my lungs
Then
On your wedding day
And if wishes do come true
The best will come your way
May your love be like the wind
And take your breath away
May it catch you by
of a smile,
Strangers passing by, and for them i got the time
Tell them it's okay, head up, it will be alright
Walk you to the top, yeahhhhhhh
Beach days
love with you
Oh we've known each other for 3 years now
I'm in euphoria, I'm in euphoria
And I hope, I can take my wedding vows
With you, oh my sweet
that be
Sizzlin' man like bacon grease
Back when I had short hair they called me Jason Priestley
But time passed, I had to mature
You see I'm tryin'
Verse 1:
Eh, I know I do this every other year,
But you ain't heard no love song like the one in here,
And while I'm breathing, I ain't tryina see
don't know
Your still singing songs about the boy you knew
How slow dancing was the story of you and me at your momma's wedding
cnd that song you wrote
A gardener's daughter stopped me on my way, on the day I was to wed
It is you who I wish to share my body with she said
We'll find a dry place
why I write rap songs
It's a white guy without dying my hair blonde
And if he's a rap star, where is the car
That he described every line
Of the sixteen
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