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you holy mo. With a pea knows the time, so yo ass ought better go. You getting too close, really, what is this?. I think its about time to face whats open up to business
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-huh. . What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh. What should the wedding supper be? Uh-huh. What should the wedding supper be?. Fried mosquito in a black-eyed pea, uh-huh. Well, first to come in
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split a pea from a pod. You're a novice I'm noble and I decipher my tongue. Not Atilla the Hun but no I'm Threwler his son. My vulture's exact like rack and pinion in a Jag. You try to brag you get your
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at the mouth, toilet talking. Pea soup spewing, sweating blood demon breath. Out of my face Get down, back where you started. Get down, back into hell. Your black soul, you know you're black
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pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape. To vandalize these obscenities then make his escape She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match. He saw Romulus approaching and slipped
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pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape. To vandalize these obscenities then make his escape She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match. He saw Romulus approaching and slipped
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pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape. To vandalize these obscenities then make his escape She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match. He saw Romulus approaching and slipped
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pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape. To vandalize these obscenities then make his escape She walked up to the nice policeman and asked him for a match. He saw Romulus approaching and slipped
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throw, pea coat, free show, yeah. And I'm sicker than y'all. Need a massage, need it regardless. Sicker than y'all. Bleedin' inside, bleedin' for profit. Hemorrhage, I took it too far, do it too often
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dance, say "Damn, now what it is?" . Want to in sync with all the Pea body kids . You be nodding your head back and forth like this . They be feelin my move, then your mind is in bliss . So put your hands
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see I'm surreal tonight?. See how I shine I'm a star, yeah. Now do you know who you are, yeah? I'm that atonement son. That's like a bible and gun. Pea-cocked and ready aimin' steady as a ray of the
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the thought. Of syringes J, I'm goin' insane with shame. I dream and watch her makin' love over and over again. With what I call a farmer's swain. Unintelligent, pea-brained retard who's dick is
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pea, do the sweet pee pee,. Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,. Got to lose control and then you take control,. Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like
