Guttermouth lyrics
Guttermouth lyrics
"1-2-3 Slam lyrics"
Carve Me In Sand lyrics
Such are lovers more than grace can seem The pictures of the immaculate Even their heaven bows to this earth The fairest, beautiful
okay, here's the story about my mom and dadSuch are lovers more than grace can seem The pictures of the immaculate Even their heaven bows to this earth The fairest, beautiful
one was white
one was black
i bet you think you're glad
i'm a half breed, my skin is fair yet tan
i don't know what the hell i'm on
so 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
kinky hair when i wake up
straight when i go to bed
my dad speaks jive talk to me, don't k
Confident lyrics
Come a little closer You're my confident When the sun fades into the night And my thought drift across the day There's a feeling I am ho
now what he just saidCome a little closer You're my confident When the sun fades into the night And my thought drift across the day There's a feeling I am ho
my mother she's a honkey
my dad's kentucky fried
i don't know what the hell i'm on
so 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
back at home it's black eyed peas with a pot roast on the side
it's hot dogs on friday nights
the chicken's country fried
my dad says "yo boy pass the peas!"
Kol Prostira Se Temny Les... lyrics
Kalamaria w lese: Kol prostira se temny les awsak plamenem jasnym w mem srdci hrmi ten lasky ples a stesti pohar spasny. Nas k sobe
my mom says pass the squashKalamaria w lese: Kol prostira se temny les awsak plamenem jasnym w mem srdci hrmi ten lasky ples a stesti pohar spasny. Nas k sobe
i need something to ease the pain
so i'll go downtown and get some downers
whoa, man, i'm a little bit slow
but i've got to get up somehow
got no money
just a good idea
let me tell you how
i'll steal my parents credit cards
oh yes i'll rip them off
i'll go
American Made lyrics
Give me some antiseptic To wash this headache away Give me a syringe To inject the pain Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be I'd rathe
downtown to where dad worksGive me some antiseptic To wash this headache away Give me a syringe To inject the pain Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be I'd rathe
and get myself some cocaine
now i'm high, and i'm not shy
i'll get it off my chest
my mom is white, she thinks she's right
she thinks that she's the best
my dad is just a negro, he's not one to play golf
i don't know what the hell i am
so1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!