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, he's thin as a rake. And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake. For he was in his youth quite the smartest of cats. But no longer a terror to mice or to rats For he isn't the cat that he was
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Pre-Chorus Doja Cat. I got a man but, I want you. I got a man but, I want you. And it's just nerves, it's just dick. Making me think 'bout someone new. You know I got so much to say. I try to hide it
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. That's amore. Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling. And you'll sing "Vita bella". Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay. Like a gay tarantella When the stars make you
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Stay off his dick Nigga, some don't think I can flow. So here we go to a new track to show the wack. That I can throw styles that show up. I blow up and blast here. Niggas still tripping off the
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joy I will give you a boy with a moon and. Star on his head. Her silver hair flowed in the air laying waves across the sun. Her hands were like the white sands, and her eyes had. Diamonds on. We
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the news. His hair's falling out and all of his daughters need shoes. . The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull. The cat's in the well and the barn is full of bull. Tonight is so long
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was the cat they should despise. Informant told his whereabouts. Centurions to seek him out Centurions! There go the centurions Brutus had to turn his head. When this cat done went and said. "If
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, he's thin as a rake. And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake. For he was in his youth quite the smartest of cats. But no longer a terror to mice or to rats For he isn't the cat that he was
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Where the bayous wind and them gators swim. Sometime late last night when the moon was dim. Someone left this life much against his will. And while Gyp the cat was alibi-in'. You know his clothes
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somethin' E-I-O. Shittin' on these bi*****. Only thing I know. Tippin' on his dick. I see the chickens and the pigs. They wanna catch us ridin' dirty. With them fiends I know. I ain't a hay. B**** get out my
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). One don't give a * and say she took that dick. You need a project bitch, a hood rat bitch. Twerkin' up in traffic on some hood rat * (Alright). I got your man throwin' bands. Pop that pussy for me
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Verse 1 Doja Cat. We hug and, yes, we make love. And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la). And we cuddle, sure I do love it. But I need your lips on mine. Chorus Doja Cat. Can you kiss me
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I got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John tag along. Going where his daddy goes. Learning what his daddy knows We got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John
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I got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John tag along. Going where his daddy goes. Learning what his daddy knows We got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John
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I got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John tag along. Going where his daddy goes. Learning what his daddy knows We got a boy and his name is John. You ought to see little John
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and I took her down,timber. When its cold, mamma calls it winter. Switch the feeling niggers, daddy calls it dimmer. Baby got ass chelsea calls its thinnest, UPS checks get it we deliver. Cat daddy when
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an. Knocked like that. Dont see that bad backyard. Alley cat. I want *** little pussy. Baby wants some o ***. And some o dat. Dont treat me, baby, like your. Any old alley cat. Alley cat
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, I need to know, mmm (Yeah, need to know). I just been fantasizin' (Size). And we got a lotta time (Time). Baby, come throw the pipe (Pipe). Gotta know what it's like (Like). Yeah-yeah, oh-woah-woah
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I remember as if it were a meal ago Said, Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear. Whatever foreign matter may have nestled its way into his mighty throat. Many a fat alley rat had met its demise
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Song When God Comes And Gathers His Jewels - Hank Williams. Written and recorded by Hank Williams Sr. The G ceremony was C over. A D7 lad stood alone in G tears. For he had just C said goodbye
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his word and all would say. "There goes a clever gent". When dukes and maharajas. pass the time of day with me. I say me special word and then they ask me out to tea
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'bout to be. Really feel it's bound to bе. I can't tell no one, but they all know. Pre-Chorus Doja Cat. I got a man but, I want you. I got a man but, I want you. And it's just nеrves, it's just dick
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seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air. But I tell you once and once again Macavity's not there!. Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin. You would know him if you saw him for his
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cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail. Now the old man's hard on my Momma, but he's harder on his son. Momma always told me first chance that you get boy, cut and run. I got whiskey in the backseat, momma
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