- published: 02 Jun 2012
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Coordinates: 52°36′36″N 1°31′16″W / 52.610°N 1.521°W
Sheepy is a civil parish in the Borough of Hinckley and Bosworth in Leicestershire, England. It contains the villages of Sheepy Magna, Sheepy Parva, Sibson, Wellsborough, Upton, Pinwall and Cross Hands—a total of 449 homes. At the 2001 census, the parish had a population of 1,192.
The parish was created in 1935 from the merger of the four civil parishes of Sheepy Magna, Sheepy Parva, Sibson and Upton.
During the English Civil War Sheepy provided free quarter and horses to troops from the parliamentary garrisons from north Warwickshire. In June 1646, Gregory Kent, the parish clerk, submitted a claim for losses to the Warwickshire County Committee, including claims for free quarter for about a hundred horses and men under the command of Captain Flower and Captain Ottway of the Coventry garrison. Mr Burbidge, and Captain Turton were charged with taking a mare worth £6.13.4. The offender was probably Richard Burbidge, garrison quartermaster at Edgbaston Hall under Colonel Tinker Fox. At the siege of Tamworth, soldiers under the command of Captain Castleton apparently made off with valuable horses belonging to Thomas Owen, John Thurman, John Vincent, John Toon and Mr Kent, the town clerk.
[Chorus]
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back
We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want it back
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back
We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want it back
[Currency]
These niggas know I'm heavy with the cash flow
Cause I'm a CL driver, You still ridin' in ya baby momma's Rav-4
Currency straight, You just a light weight asshole
I'm in Houston watchin' the Yankees play the Astros
You niggas know I'm a baller
You can see me in the Yellow Lamborgini with my name on the spoiler
Doin' doughnuts on the cops, Tell'em talk to my laywer
Ya old lady mad at me, Wanna know why I don't call her
Heh, I keep chrome on my whip, Chrome on my waist
Come with that bullshit, See what you'll get, A hole in ya face
My niggas pull quick, Plenty of clips, Bullets to waist
Give me the toughest judge, I bet they'll still throw out the case
And the kid aint frontin'
Cause I been workin' with money since Nintendo controllers came with 2 buttons
Now these haters wanna stick me, (Why)
Cause I rock so much ice if it melts it'll drown the whole city
[Chorus]
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back
We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want it back
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back
We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want it back
[Choppa]
They call me Choppa Choppa, Lord have mercy
Aint No Limit, Now I'm fuckin' with Percy
Niggas play we merk them
Betta yet we burry them
They gone need 6 niggas ?? to carry'em
Marchin' like a soldier, And I know ya'll know
That I aint from ATL, But I'll throw ya'll bows
Hop-scotchin' in the street with bout 20 hoes
And I'm attracting all the attention on them 24's
I'm Choppa, And I know you heard about
I'm comin' from the West Bank of that Dirty South
When we walkin' through the club they like I know those niggas
You know that Choppa and Currecny are some hoe go gettas
Ya know that nigga, Well show that nigga
My money runnin' like Walter Payton, So call me a throwback nigga
And I always gone rock shows, Hoes always gone jock
So fuck a nigga who be hatin' on Chop
[Chorus]
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back
We let ya'll have it for a minute, Now we want it back
We gettin' money whoadie, And you can trust that
The New No Limit comin' through, Ya betta move back
If ya fuckin' with us, Then we gone buck back