its Lisa bitchh!

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LIBRA - The Partner for Life (9/23-10/22)
Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word.
Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around. Extremely weird but in a good
way. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants.
Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad luck if you
do not repost.

I ain't a punk bitch
I don't give a fuck
I'm just bein' me
Speakin' from the gut

Yeah, it’s like the ultimate party favor baby ya know?(yeah) 2 cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya nothing? Caribou Lou it’s like,

Chorus
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get them all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don’t stop till the cops come.

Verse 1
Half a bottle of 151 off in a jug 1 cup of Malibu rum baby that’s whassup then you fill the rest of the jug with pineapple juice and it’s crackin’ the only defect is waking up like what happened (4)

I like, red light parties and fed right bodies who like, bread like dolly and head right totties at night. Aribou Cay oulay. Terrible day you pay the liquor store teller with no hair or toupee touche (8)

Get the party jumpin’, keep the hotties humpin’, I like em thick and juicy so don’t pilate nothin’, drinkin’ too much Lou you, might be karate puchin’ or at the back of the club attending the naughty luncheon (12)

Satin, coolaid gives you hella 151 November dog so run kitty run, we gon drink it until we dumb ditty dumb bum bitty bum here Kansas City come so give me some (16)

Chorus
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell. We gon party till the cops come. 151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don’t stop till the cops come.

Chorus
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl come, out of her shell and raise hell. We gon party till the cops come. 151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don’t stop till the cops come.

Verse 2
I see double, I see triple, might be trouble, might see pistols, we ain’t tryin’ ta hear you hataz suckin’ on sickles, we livin’ it up in two double o sizzle(4)

One day of april, until ya day go, why I’m the one ta drink you under the table, and all the ladies I will do in time once you become a member of my drinkin’ club you will find Tech N9ne (8)

Tryin’ to tell her truly get nudey yes I even do L-words in their fruity bizutti like to drink it and yell slurs at the movies, if I’m heated I’m off to get Caribou Lou to cool me (12)

Created by Tech N9zzle and T. Wizzle one high day we mixed it up and then I say we treat caribizzle like our lady, originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby (16)

Chorus
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don't stop till the cops come. 151 Rum Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. We 'gone party till the cops come. 151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don't stop till the cops come.

Verse 3
Tar bender I need a drother nink, release Caribou Lou in a party it’s utter kink, insane mani, keep em comin’ then I’ll remain zany cause Saturday baby I’m tryin’ ta make you my main damey (4)

For the rest of the night girl ya sexy, ya tight, come to mi casa and see the chakra flexin’ you right. Groupies at 12 o’clock man I’ll crawl, I’ll go, yeah I’ll recruit em but I bet not crap that’s all I know (8)

Yep in my white t and Nike’s you might sight me slightly hyphen, might see dry heaves, die we shall not need I.V.’s beside me siamese (Tech) “huh” (you’re not makin’ any sense!) (12)

I might make her wanna swing her prada but once I get up on the mic and do my thing I got her. (Tech) Hey batter, batter, batter, batter swing batter he can hit he can it he can hit swing batter (16)

Chorus
(151)
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. We 'gone party till the cops come. 151 Rum Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don't stop till the cops come.

Chorus
(151)
151 Rum, Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. We 'gone party till the cops come. 151 Rum Pineapple juice and Malibu. Caribou get dem all numb. Make baby girl cum, out of her shell and raise hell. Don't stop till the cops come.

ya dadadadadada ya ya oh

ya dadadadadada calico ya oh it goes 151 malibu rum pineaplle juice baby we haven some fun yeah i'd like to give a big shout out to caribou lou casue i drink it but they aint paying me for it not yet.

;;barrel racerRopers//rodeo 4 life

top ten reasons to date a barrel racer

1. we can do it as fast as you want
2. we like to use whips
3. we push hard till we are finished
4. we can do it with spurs on
5. we can even do it in the mud
6. we can handle even the antsy ones
7. we can do it under 20 seconds
8. we don�t get thrown
9. we have a good grip on the horn
10. we can do it bareback

Bounce, like yo ass had the hiccups
Bounce like we was ridin' in my pickup
Bounce, why you lookin' so sad baby girl you need to cheer up
Bounce, I got the remedy, it's you on me then me on you

Gotta hold on easy as I let you go.
Gonna tell you how much I love you,
though you think you already know.
I remember I thought you looked like an angel wrapped in pink so soft and warm.
You've had me wrapped around your finger since the day you were born.

Chorus:
Your beautiful baby from the outside in.
Chase your dreams but always know the road that'll lead you home again.
Go on, take on this whole world.
But to me you know you'll always be, my little girl.

Verse 2:
When you were in trouble that crooked little smile could melt my heart of stone.
Now look at you, I've turned around and you've almost grown.
Sometimes you're asleep I whisper "I Love You!" in the moonlight at your door.
As I walk away, I hear you say, "Daddy Love You More!".

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 3:
Someday, some boy will come and ask me for your hand.
But I won't say "yes" to him unless I know, he's the half
that makes you whole, he has a poet's soul, and the heart of a man's man.
I know he'll say that he's in love.
But between you and me. He won't be good enough!

(Repeat Chorus)