, pearls on a string Glorious kind, always on time, pearls on a string Glorious kind and always on time, pearls on a string Glorious kind, always on time, pearls on a
on its way And there's always new songs to sing Glorious kind and always on time, pearls on a string Glorious kind and always on time, pearls on a string
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s on its way And there's always new songs to sing Glorious kind and always on time, pearls on a string Glorious kind and always on time, pearls on a string
I own a photograph That shows her in the freezing rain With the Italians on the bank They know how to entertain A string of pearls behind your hair A
Snow Look It How Im Rollin Blue Nd Gray Pradas On Yea Im Bout Ma G Shit That The Shit That I Be On I Be On [Lil Wayne] ok now shawty high
peekin' through a lace bandanna Like a one eyed Cheshire, like a diamond eye jack A leaf of all colors plays a golden string fiddle To a double E waterfall
be her name Grace It's a name for a girl It's also a thought that Changed the world And when she walks on the street You can hear the strings Grace
No 'Georgia On My Mind' no more I stay in bed with MTV" Then Ray took his glasses off And I could look inside his head Flashing like a thunderstorm
way she adored that string of pearls I gave her the day that our youngest boy, Earl Married his high school love And it's a new t-shirt saying, "I'm a
the furr Walk with a switch pull it over make it twerk I'ma flirt 'til it hurt in a throwback skirt I'm that bad bitch, rocks Benz on bladez Rocks on
(Pimpstress): Behind a good woman, a real man stands Takin' trips to Cancun, tans to white sands Pitbulls on leashes, with platinum pieces My only ??? ??? ??? with tight creases Tattoo on
us holler On a giving night, all for a dollar Silicone breasts, all on their chests Nothin' like others, but above the rest They'll do anything to turn us on
to make us holler On a giving night, all for a dollar Silicone breasts, all on their chests Not like us but above the rest They'll do anything to turn us on
yourself on a velvet couch Tasting the skin of a foreign girl Her eyes are black and wet like oil And she ties your hands with a string of pearls And
On a velvet couch Tasting the skin of a foreign girl Her eyes are black And wet like oil And she ties your hands with a string of pearls And you tremble
