I?m in to myself On uncertain terms I put gin in my milk To kill all the germs As I pray for the day That life will return And I pray for myself
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necklace and a bottle of gin She's a nightmare hippy girl With her skinny fingers fondling my world She's a whimsical, tragical beauty Self-conscious and
how to swim They put blood in his coffee And milk in his gin They stood over the soldier In the midst of the squalor There was war in his body And it
heroin whore. I wasn't thinkin how you as my bud When she spreaded my butt cheeks and went for the milk dud We broke out with your grampa's gin and got
nuts and her itch were slapping I was over there mowing the grass And I could feel her eyes all up on my ass And then, I went inside to make a phone call And
of succas as I wait for the city to heat up like a Hot Pepper Gotta whole load fulla Evian and a trunck fulla FO take no's and I can't let go Catch
t seen pimpin' in a long time man I've been MIA You know what I'm sayin' missin' in action I ain't been on no milk carton box But I've been milking and
And some say I sniff cocaine But that's the best old feelin' in the world That I'd ever seen Say good-bye, good-bye to whiskey Lord and so long to gin
the sun, I'm chocolate you can see I thought about my colors and you can milk me like milky way I'm makin' a mark and where I go and where I go I'm makin
and stamp it with y'all here Roll with the dick and straight haul up Feeling him, hit him up back on, spirit feel So serving that seize fire mystic come try And
fifth of Gin (Nigga damn) I'm 17 and drinkin' like I'm grown up I got some problems, plus I need some money And it's really all because Mama been laid
head, prince of the snick snacks Got a pierced ear mind fear, of the sailors with their perfume, Molly mouse dream talk, gin house milk shake, She
, let's put this body underneath the trees And put Daddy in the truck and head to Tennessee" Just then, his little brother came in Holding the milk man's hat and a bottle of gin
about The smoke and the soot, mother would put The milk bottles out We had a good time in Doubleback Alley With fences to climb and Father O'Malley
OF MILK AND HONEY, WHERE A BUM CAN STAY FOR MANY A DAY,AND HE WON`T NEED ANY MONEY. OH, THE BUZZIN` OF THE BEES IN THE CIGARETTE TREES AND THE SODA WATER
might be flying pigs in another life And you'd give up the cigs in another life And beer tastes good in tins Test matches we might win And your mother buys her gin
