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Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) · Keep on Truckin': The Very Best of Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) · Historic Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) · Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) · Hot Tuna [Bonus Tracks] (Hot Tuna) · Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) · Classic Hot Tuna Acoustic (Hot Tuna) · Setlist: The Very Best of Hot Tuna Live (Hot Tuna) · Classic Hot Tuna Electric (Hot Tuna) · The Best of Hot Tuna (Hot Tuna) – and 90 other albums »


This town
This town
This town we're in is just a
Sealed tuna sandwich with the wrapper glued
We get a few in every tour
They're always such
lunch
It's good for all the bunch, yeah!

Hot lunch, yeah!
Macaroni and baloney
Tuna fish our fav'rite dish
It's hot lunch, yeah!

If it's yellow
goin' go git me some o' your hot horse

killin' shrimp with a crowbar in a barbed wire canoe
Frisky young colt seeks distempered tuna
Ah'm goin' go
work
It's like I got punched in the nuts
By a dude who knows Thai-chi

Sucky Fucky
Sucky Fucky
Sucky Fucky
Smells like sushi

Asian Hooker!
Hot little
monuments
The question is this: will they return with the hot shit?
Or keep it on the low flow

[Charli 2na]
Yo, and for you confused bastards, Tuna
he's hot blooded and he lives in the sea
he's black and white on your colour tv
this is a story of fortune and fame
and now there's only charlie
to the sushi bar and buy you some
Fillet and claw
Clam and tuna

Gonna eat it raw
She's my my abaluna
Suck a tentacle dip it in sauce
Hot green root it
wash
Sharks in the water make they jaws lock
When I swim through the grim, I'm too hot
why'all can make why'all bets
why'all small tuna fish, I'm one big
Why'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch
(This is a Shark Tale exclusive)
Why'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch
(Here we go again)
Why'all
Squeezin' like Freddie Foxx, and his two glocks
Rocks don't impress niggas who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the B.E.P, we
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
When I'm walking by the women say ' Who is that n****?'
I replied 'Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that n****'
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip
walking by the women say ' Who is that nigga?'
I replied 'Hi,I am Gudda Gudda that nigga'
I was raised in the home of da Cap Splitters
Whip on 24's watch it
that we present will make you hate like a slave master(Hardcore)
Heated and hot, control the venomous plots
We be the cream of the crop, so keep our
the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store

If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em
the scroll for every cat that hit the bull
Sit back, and open like a tuna can as soon Janet James hit the store

If there ego's were pigeons pow I feed em
Girl you're cold,
Girl you're cool
You herd of salt and pepper,
But girl you food
Girl you're hot like a bowl of stew
And I just stood over my
believe in this light, I'm reading it right, whatever, cant ya sing it you'd like It's like,
Could it be hot or could it be cold or could it control I'm
in this light, I'm reading it right, whatever, can't ya sing it you'd like It's like, 
Could it be hot or could it be cold or could it control I'm
And so my daughter can be a lawyer and reap the spoils
We ate the tuna, it's suede puma, my look is Jay Buhner
Dawggie cause some of us just age sooner
I'm
album renaissance
Photo album renaissance

Oh, Darby
Darby Hall
Oh, Darby
Darby, haul me in
Show us where we been

Lens, focus hot
Show what we
Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her name was kim
She said let's
the pussy's pulsating
and clitoris is hot my way I'm masterbating
waiting for the skin, but isn't all for me though
the pussy ain't shit fuck a bitch and her
endin' in my series of warnin'
You flex with me tonight, playa, you dead by the mornin'

Bun Beater, the best ever breathin' or deceased
From the South
records hot melt like yogurt and you smell sour
Get my reels, Ampex, a-DAT system flex
You got polio knees, lock fell on Soul Train
The answer is Anorex,