To sack

Booty looking like he's tryna hide the balloons The backway, I got the bag now No need to sack chase, 'cause I'm the cash cow, moo, moo Hanging like a bull nose ring, she a bull

and one said let's go, they danced cloth to cloth they went to sack.

And as the spirit's grained to sack Of shining flesh by mills of time And as the flaming's drowned to mud All whisper me mortality...

And smoke to forget He knows that his parents are worried But he promised himself to sack everything Little soldier has pinches where his heart is makes hoarses

I wasn't born to walk on water. I wasn't born to sack and slaughter. But on my soul, I wasn't born

I was dust at the mercy of the wind, Letting the rain dig inside of me, I came as a thief to sack your heart, Life runs through our fingers and doesn't make a noise

It's good if he's robbing the rich and makes sacrifices Those who are with us, never cry We have no sack to sack you with Forty thieves can take a lot

I was on the block with Glocks when Uncle Dereck came to save me Remember back in middle school when I met Derek Bailey And he taught me how to sack that weed, stack that cheese, and save it But I still fucked it up, I remember tryna shake back

In this same spot runs a road, And, although they are dressed better, the robbers continue To wait for a victim to sack insolently, Heya ho...

of such a number, of such a number. She sorted out with ill willed tricks to sack him out, to sack him out, justifying that the evil monkey on scene

giv us particular hell, And we skedaddled back again, And didn't sack Phil-del.

Breathe out, breathe in Got to sack this poisoned feeling, let my mind be clean Because I'm a lover (a lover)

and then I start to check my diary - oh my God I'm running late I've got to finish that budget for the Board - it's overdue and do I have to sack that editor for snorting coke in the ladies loo? and The phone keeps on ringing and rattling in my brain

I’m dreaming of a Black Friday, and I’ll be filling sack to sack. So don’t stand in front of that rack

Now listen up It's time to sack up and let go of your mothers Take your cross, it's the gun carried by your brother