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Table For Twelve

to tart all night long on the inside out turning in this is the best day I can ever remember I will always remember the dim lights the sound of the soft beating stereo except for

it Still brinin' satin for them draws Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the 'cause Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary Jane Smokin' the five before it's twelve

it Still brinin' satin for them draws Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the 'cause Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary Jane Smokin' the five before it's twelve

it Still brinin' satin for them draws Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the 'cause Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary Jane Smokin' the five before it's twelve

Yelawolf mane and Gucci Go, white girl, it's ya birthday (Yeah, I know) Yelawolf mane, Gucci, holler at ya, man (Yeah, I know) So I got this twelve

Yelawolf mane and Gucci Go, white girl, it's ya birthday (Yeah, I know) Yelawolf mane, Gucci, holler at ya, man (Yeah, I know) So I got this twelve

a ballerhollic too Always fresh as hell with them twelve gold, grillin' fool When you see me in the club, I be checkin' out the thugs Scopin' out from head to toe, lookin' for

lovin it Ghetto government for those who strugglin *repeat 4x* [hell razah (killah priest)] We form a congress wit our conscience Here to fight against eden for

baby cry At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table For a seance in the dark With voices out of nowhere Put on specially by the children for a lark