Lyrics:
to ten
How she got lots of different horses
By lots of different men
And I say
Liberate your sons and daughters
The bush is high
But in the hole
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
own
Referred to your daughter as my daughter, your son as my son
Called you my wife, even if it was common law
Never saw a better creature in my
If I had a daughter I'd tell her
If I had a son I'd tell em
The fight of your life is over one thing only and that's how you see yourself young fella
Walking this path I swear to God right there was very scary
Had to trust in you, and a son that came from Virgin Mary
If I could... Turn the hands of time
to pass
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Of the golden calf
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay it all down, for
need your gold to feed him
Daughter, dear daughter, I've done you no wrong
I married you to a great lord's son
Find a new man for when I'm dead and gone
down
Open the sky door, take my sword
And save all the mothers and daughters (he's been shining)
Who didn't have time (forever your son)
Take my
open your heart?
Will you give me your hand?
Can you look in my eyes?
Will you see who I am?
The blood of your sons and
The blood of your daughters
take it
Grab a player hater by the neck
Choke him out and try to break it
Give me your money
Drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you
and a simple song
you're a rich man's daughter, look at what you've done
You went and fell in love with a poor man's son
Baby you were born in splendor
and a simple song
You're a rich man's daughter, look at what you've done
You went and fell in love with a poor man's son
Baby you were born in splendor
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue
And Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry,
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue
And Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry,
well
Like your daughter
Treat me well
Like own son
Treat me well
Like your mother
Treat me well
Like your father
Treat me well
Like your daughter
Treat
And please save all our sons and daughters
What we fighting for?
'Cause these ain't water guns
Water guns, no more
So take my hand in your hand
spent time in the Middle Eastern war
Wanted to be a Navy Seal, but died protecting his girlfriend from horror
His daughter and his son were probably too
A Dirty Exclusive
My son bought his own shoes
Daughter gettin boobs
I don't trust babysitters
I lost my wallet with their baby pictures
I just did
I'm killin everyone
Your mother, your daughter your son
And when i'm done
Its gonna be a bloodbath, what more did you want?
What more did you want?
you
We smashin' nigguhs by the hour
I'll send my dog to dog you, you're dog food
My son'll blam you for a
Half ounce of dog food
Yeah, that's my lil
lies
Fear in your eyes
Give me a son and daughter
There is nothing I can see in my mind
A picture of you painted so vividly
Blood runs
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's
Your soft sweet little girl's tongue
Ah, Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry, baby
pop me one
While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum
I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs
Uh-oh, uh-oh! Why they all
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