nigga Check this out you been listenin' for awhile Why don't you tell these niggas What they really thinkin' about When be wrappin' this mail Turn my mail
for a bird It's gettin' stanky, got my curiosity arousin' See, herbs a factor, he's worth seven hundred thousand GTE mobile net cellular communication I got his voice mail
delay Well it's all in the letter and you'll get it in the mail today I don't mean tomorrow It's all in the letter and you'll get it in the mail today
No answer to my love letter To sooth my achin heart Why did God ever permit True love like ours to part No letter in the mail today No answer
53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west of Venus 53 miles west
If I walk in the pathway of duty If I work ?til the close of the day, Lord I shall see the great king in all his beauty When I've gone the last mile of
Little yellow house sitting on a hill That is where he lived, that is where he died Every Sunday morning Hear the weeping willows cry Two children born
Hey girl You?re coming with me Coming with me Hey girl You?re coming to me Coming to me Hey girl You?re coming with me Coming with me Hey girl You?
When I was a little boy I dreamed of playing with bigger toys I just knew what I just knew What else was I supposed to do? Scream, dream, scream, dream
of the way Watch her fly, just look at her sail Let her by, by, by, it's the fireball mail It's the fireball mail It's the fireball mail
As I went down in the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good Lord, show me the way O sisters let's go
she's making time That old trains wearing out the rail, rail, rail Heading for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringing in the Georgia mail Ninety
boy she's making time That old train's blowin' off the rail rail rail Headin' for the mountain that she's got to climb Bringin' in the Georgia mail Ninety
Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick But after I get sick I just get sad 'Cause it burns being broke and it hurts to be heartbroken And always being
One mile over and two miles back my heart's been crushed like a paper sack She loves another it's a natural fact one mile over and two miles back She
There's a girl, I know with a poison rose She's gonna bring her I suppose Everybody's got a pretty friend The words they buy The time they spend, goodnight
right away to Santa.com" I'm gonna e-mail Santa I'm gonna e-mail Santa I'm gonna e-mail Santa I'm gonna e-mail Santa I'm gonna e-mail Santa Send my
; I'm gonna e-mail santa I'm gonna e-mail santa I'm gonna e-mail santa I'm gonna e-mail santa I'm gonna e-mail santa Send my list to santa.com Old