wives And leave me and Slug here to play with these bitches You know I spit the sickest sickness since syphilis Mixed with malaria, fuck it, the more the merrier B-Boy, D-Boy
they waited until it's on the doorstep, you know, until it involves their money, Their territory. Questioner: there's a special type of petition that is vetoed by special
's not forget who raised us, word up Big mama, my grandmother, my main girl I love you much more than this scandalous world As a young boy you gave me
: "I love you Adam!" Adam Sandler: "Ohhh, I love you!" Love to eat turkey 'Cause it's good Love to eat turkey Like a good boy should 'Cause it's turkey
the pussy, teached you a lesson specially when pussy's being bad, it's the best pussy that a nigga ever had seven jeans, y.s.l bag, light brown eyes,
Not, not nude showers. Phyllis: What you mean not nude showers? Don: It's gotta be a special shower, you know. Phyllis: What kind of shower? Don: With these special
(A) 59 Christie Street There's a girl over there With long brown hair I took her to the place I threw the mattress in her face Took off her shirt Took
table Wrap your worries 'round the red cedar tree It's a special night Looks like a special night There'll be some changes Made on the water tonight Go in a boy
Special Streamline 2:54 Trk 14 Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White) Bukka White - vocal & guitar & Washboard Sam (Robert Brown) - wshbrd. Recorded
perv I got meals, wheels, and about 5 thousand dollars worth of bills Bank account way on the red, fuckin with the highest overhead Jacklin off my money yo ass is out boy
, brown, briefcase! my briefcase! it's big, harry! it's full of business papers...from my career! A tan and brown briefcase, seven feet tall, is lowered
around Is filled with tons of dust, Forming a series of huge Brown clouds! Who is making those new brown clouds? Who is making those clouds these days
Tomorrow night I'm goin' home Tomorrow night I'm goin' home Goin' to see my friends and my family My dog my old brown ? ? ? Thats an ice ? ? ? cool for
you didn't hide the safe, now she fuckin in your fly estate, by the fireplace, my shine stay lace, mine's original. Firm la familia, organized criminals boy
. "HERE YOU ARE, MISTER SCOUSE, IT'S A CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR YOU." IT WAS A TINY ROPE LADDER. "SEE IF YOU CAN RUN UP THAT!" THE BOY TURNED HIS BACK. THE BOY
I first saw my baby on the Subway train on my way home from a cue in White Plains A pretty young thing, brown eyes and skin clean with the poise of a
[Saukrates] Kalifornia I first saw my baby on the Subway train On my way home from a cue in White Plains A pretty young thing, brown eyes and skin clean
now CHORUS: We're gonna rock this country We're gonna rock this country Every brown-eyed boy--every blue eyed girl Gotta really go psycho--give it a