I'm one night standing My joy ride has just begun Girl, I'm the one that can get the job done And not fall victim to the hit and run I'm one night standing
Front on me and get clapped Front on him and get clapped Front on us and get clapped You get clapped n**** Front on me and get clapped Front on him and
Uh, two figures up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup I'm all iced up, yup, pocket k***** up, yup I knock your wife
So you say you a gangsta, right? Are you really a rider, yeah? You don't take shit from no one, no And got your mind on your muthafuckin' dough, let's
This can't be home anymore This can't be home anymore If you think I have not been missing The way she breathes You are mistaken my friend, I've fallen
apple don't fall too far from the tree i said... sometimes i feel like it's just me sometimes i feel like i'm going crazy but take a look at my family cause the apple
with 'konichiwa', she'll tell you who's the best matter of fact, kokuwa, trav is def. this shit it permanent you shouldn't even be concerned with it unless you rock a crab apple
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crock Oh, recalling memories From UNDER THE OLE' APPLE TREE UNDER THE OLE' APPLE TREE VERSE; The smell of fresh apple pie UNDER THE OLE' APPLE
[Chorus] She had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans] Boots with the fur [With the fur] The whole club lookin at her She hit the floor [She hit the floor]
Cookies with some apple juice Cookies with some apple juice (Lady) I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple juice (Lady) I ain't mad at you, (Lady) cookies with some apple
poles then a fire department Cookies with some apple juice, cookies with some apple juice I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple juice I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple
around for years Seen my smiles and touched my tears How it's been a long, long time And how you've been on my mind, my Apple Scruffs Apple Scruffs, Apple
Life in the Big Apple moves very fast And so must you Do like the others do And don't you drag your heels Life in the Big Apple moves very fast... (VERSE
Jesus Christ the Apple Tree The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and always green The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and
'm gonna eat till I'm filled up Throw it to me, that apple cobbler Baby it, can I see, that apple pie? I said, throw it to me, that apple cobbler Baby
that apple suckling tree, oh yeah, under that apple suckling tree Oh yeah ! Underneath that tree, there's just gonna be you and me Under that apple suckling
I said God In the trees its lovely But its lonely With a bone He will try to clone me Make a mother There will be another me Your Mom When the bomb