I am Ben Franklin, I am standing in the shower, I am covered in cold water, I prefer to drip dry. I am Ben Franklin, I am standing in the shower, I am
Who wants the car keys riding on a miracle mile? We like the palm trees and the heretics' style. Breathe it in if you can, oh. Let it out in the sand,
Why you call me up in the middle of the night my love, oh don't you know I sleep. I sleep hard, so deep I was born too late, got mixed up in something
walked on the water. He swam in the water, and he drank all the water. She's the farmer's daughter, the farmer's daughter. And oh how I love her so much
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
s spring and, Hailey's outside swingin' I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her Hailey just smiles and winks at her little sister
where the bitch that was with the nigga? (rah digga) Caught her with the left Choked her by the halter, bitch bloody to death Then the ho starts crying ’bout her
's the best sister One man love her And if she died her tombstone would read The world's greatest mother August nineteenth she birthed me I came out Put her
my baby now and ever Yo Ja's imagery is somewhat like God and his chemistry Blasphemy, I tell my baby girl proudly Put her over my knee and let her
Tricky you can be with the one you love or love the one you're with spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little her touch tickles, especially
Lord Infamous] Put cha dick in her mouth Gimmie head til I'm dead Put cha dick in her mouth Gimmie head til I'm dead Put cha dick in her mouth Gimmie
open when ya twist her Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her Life is a bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a
open when you twist her Never met the bitch but I fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin
singin' It's spring and Haile's outside swinging I walk right up to Kim and kiss her Tell her I miss her, Haile just smiles And winks at her little sister
her lip gloss Makin' hard thugs turn soft lookin' like Diana Ross Slim, sweet and sexy something like a little sister 'Til the day I messed around and tried to kiss her
lizards, bark at donkeys, the love of a Martian Let's bow our head and let the trumpets blow Our girl is gone, God, bless her little soul Lots of love
Come on and free up your hands Do you still like to kiss her? Do you still hold her hand? Would you cheat with her sister? Do you march to her band?
Tricky You can be with the one you love or love the one you're with Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little Her touch tickles, especially