ass so plump and hips are thick Where Lac trucks sit on 26's Know where your going or your get lost Found on these plum trees in the south These choppas
far. And I'm still applied to what you are. And I am joining all my thoughts to you. And I'm preparing every part for you. And I heard from the trees
Bei dem Birnbaum in den Feldern steht ein altes Backsteinhaus. Und da schaute alle Tage Opa Knesebeck heraus. Doch der Opa ist verschwunden aus dem alten
Everything is one big Christmas tree All got up with lights and candy All the world is turning prettily Everyone's awaiting Sandy Stop mumbling and cheer
Everybody knows but me When you go where you shouldn't be Everybody knows but me Where you go when you're feeling free Everybody knows but me So you
Three-way Three-way Three-way
it locked like the late Bob Marley Pardon me y'all, the great Bob Marley Solemnly we mourn, all the rappers that's gone Niggaz that got killed in the field
the old town Even when the miles are many, I feel like I'm still around Deep inside me like rings through an oak tree Yeah, there's something 'bout a
early one Tuesday morning and decided to go for a walk in the tomato field behind her house. As she was walking along she saw a magnificently tall invisible tree
She'd never seen a glowin' field of fireflies Or the twinkle of a star in a southern sky She fell in love We went down to [CHORUS:] Rome Georgia Picked peaches off the trees
with these Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze [Buckshot Shorty] Trees make my eyes bleed
, you should protest, yeah, you should picket me I'm on a losing strike, I'm on a winning streak I'm out in left field, I'm speaking mentally But that
Corn in the fields Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water King harvest has surely come I work for the union 'Cause she's so good to
take you down ?Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever Strawberry Fields forever Strawberry Fields
Love and blessings, simple kindness Fell like rain on thirsty land Fields and gardens, long abandoned Came to life in dust and sand Lover's lips sweet
paint your palette blue and grey look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul. shadows on the hills sketch the trees and
and speak true belief from But then this family tree would fall Crumble like Sodom, Gomorrah Can't duck, can't run from the cut Back up the wasteland field
Im smokin loudly, i woke them all I pick up that tree, when its not far Im gone off that tree, when its not tall Im in love with tree, i'm a avatar I