Translation: Spencer Michlin \u0026amp; Ford children. My Little Pony (The Movie 1986).
you wanna get it bald Tryn'a get up in my sugar walls T-t-take my clothes off Ride that pony like, "Woo-ha" Yeah, you know I'm a fri-di-leak, leak Heavy
from hip hop genocide Medication in my cup because my flow sick Got a syringe in my draws, call it dope dick And my girls say you niggas can't fuck with me Check my
you down A little place of mine maybe I could let you down Pony up, we got a ways to go Set me up my friend, we're running low Oh, if you take my hand
ride my pony double Make your little heart bubble Lord, like a glass of wine I remember the medicine man He caught runnin' water in my hands Drug me around by my
go pee-pee, yo you don't know me You're just a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin and you're phony It's my little pony and you cannot get a ride So when
Dealers were dreaming Of an Uzi someone had just scored "I betcha I could hit that light With my one good arm behind my back" Says little Joey Diaz
me (I lost my heart) Lost my heart (On the carousel) Lost my girl (To a circus girl) Who ran away I lost (Lost my heart) I lost my girl (On the carousel
hand on my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my
my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my pillow Hand on my pillow Lay your hand on my pillow Hand on my
and jack knives and Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred Then he cries, then he screams, saying Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my
when I grabbed Her pony tail and she was givin' me head? I said, ?Biatch, you know what's up I put my dick In my draws' and zipped my jeans up? And
to the wire babe Even when it's do or die We can do it babe simple and plain Cause this love is a sure thing [Pusha T] She my sure thing, my second only
a little ranch baby and buy a lonely little pony to ride Well I know I was lucky when the needle came and stuck me This porcupine came and poked my
was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail At six months old he'd done three months in jail He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare
your blue walls get in the way of these facts Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks You said, "
Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook Say it again? Don't make me hit you with my pocketbook Check this out here Lookin' at my body I bet you thinkin
