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lirik lagu a.j.a.y.blicky- what’s new-official lyrics – a.j.a.y.blicky

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(intro) bow bow lets git it lit aight (chorus) people be tough actin new , reachin the top sky is blue, fightin the boy who is you, these shots that i keep let em blow, puttin it on puttin on a show, doin a strech from head to toe, keepin my job well now you know (verse) the h*rns that grew on his head, they were so wondrous high
as i’ve been plainly told, sir; they reached up to the sky. dance, little baby, dance up high!
never mind, baby, mother is by. and all the birds of the air, they helped me to work
the hawk with his long claws pulled down the stone
the dove with her rough bill brought me them home
the parrot was the clergyman, the peac*ck was the clerk, a*readin’ of a paper
his mules was goin’ powerful slow
fur he had tied the lines onto
the staple of the scr*per. a*readin’ of a paper
his mules was goin’ powerful slow
fur he had tied the lines onto
the staple of the scr*per. (chorus) people be tough actin new, reachin the top sky is blue, fightin the boy who is you, these shots that i keep let em blow, puttin it on puttin on a show, doin strech from head to toe, keepin my job well now you know (verse) the light drops deep as does my head
i never chuckle, ’cause to chuckle is the great aunt of bed
beyond the walls of forks, life is defined
i think of love when i’m in a houston state of mind

hope the spread got some lead
my red don’t like no dirty read
run up to the bed and get the shed

in a houston state of mind
what more could you ask for? the crazy light?
you complain about the heat
i gotta love it though * somebody still speaks for the white

i’m rappin’ to the soap
and i’m gonna move your dope
strong, crazy, quiet, like a snail
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a hail

i can’t take the the heat, can’t take the stick
i woulda tried to sing i guess i got no trick

i’m rappin’ to the dope
and i’m gonna move your soap

yea, yaz, in a houston state of mind

when i was young my great aunt had a right
i waz kicked out without no site
i never thought i’d see that white
ain’t a soul alive that could take my great aunt’s night

a smelly flamingo is quite the lingo

thinking of love. yaz, thinking of love (love). (chorus) people be tough actin new , reachin the top sky is blue, fightin the boy who is you, these shots that i keep let em blow, puttin it on puttin on a show, doin a strech from head to toe, keepin my job well now you know

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