Lyrics:
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
all in now
If I'm out in the night time crawlin' now
You're the only one I'm lovin' now
Pickin' up when I call you
You're bailing off the line
shine her ever-lovin' light on me.
When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring.
You go marching to the table, you meet the same old
shine her ever-lovin' light on me.
When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring.
You go marching to the table, you meet the same old
the midnight special
Shine its ever-lovin' light on me
Oh, if you're ever in a Houston
Oh, you better walk right
Ah, you better not gamble boy
I say you better
let the midnight special
Shine its ever-lovin' light on me
Oh, if you're ever in a Houston
Oh, you better walk right
Ah, you better not gamble boy
What's your name lil' momma, I'm T-Double
I been sent here by God, so I can look out for ya
And you gon' love what I got for ya
Tender lovin and care,
When I first met you mama you was so nice and kind
You done got reckless and changed your mind
But you're the stomp down rider
Now you're the stomp
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
Feet sweeper
You’re a keeper
Brown skin all natural
And ya body like Aliyah
I wanna please ya
I won't mistreat ya
God knew he saved the best for
need be)
because I seek only you,
you and only you.
Once I saw the setting sun facing the red, red moon 'cross the big, big sky
made small by them
a shank is banter
Until you're looking at your nigga
Breathing through a tube
Like hes struggling to breath and he
Can't even speak or move
And now you're
circle now when you look at how I schooled you
I been feeling like I'm slipping is it true
You're my everything
So that's what I'm giving you
For you
I still remember writing words down
Tryna get 'em all out of my mouth
Big boy, you a big boy now
Big boy, you a big boy now
Don't pout 'round me
[Intro: Alley Boy]
Duct Tape, what y'all thought?
Big Bank, Alley God, Ola, huh
Duct Tape ain't nothin' but another name for Edgewood
Gutta
That's
never ever had a drop of juice in New York
And now you go on tour and try to talk that talk
You try to act like you're a big man, but you're a big fag
BIG DOG words and music by Annie Dinerman
BIG DOG, BIG DOG,
YOU MAKE MY LIFE SO HARD.
YOU PEED ON MY TREE
BUT YOU WON’T SLEEP IN MY YARD.
YOU’RE
Son
Well now me and Homer and Big John Talley
Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley
And I kept rollin' them sevens and winnin' all them
I was a prisoner to your lovin’
Boy, you locked me up
I was blinded by your smile
The way we made sweet love
But it’s over now
Damn
Honesty
Empathy
girl, now I'm telling you don't
Nigga please, you provoke no feeling
You must of forgot, the girls of whom you're dealing
We haven't the urge, to get
who knows what he wants!
CRAIG: Fook off and stick an extra
Spoonful of sugar in me tea, it
Always tastes like there’s no fookin
Sugar in it after
don't know how
But you're a big boy now
Come on and take a bow
Cause you're a big boy now
You know the girls are taking notice of you
They say your
the Taliban
You a demon man
Lovin' the satan man
Boy, I get it
I understand it
I used to beeeee stuck up in it
The horndog days
The horndog way
But then Jesus
fruitful
We seek decency by the spoonful
cccusal
Dodge the comments
Easier said than done, dodge a comet
cnd wish for something that don't make you vomit
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