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Josh Gracin (Josh Gracin) · Josh Gracin (Josh Gracin) · The Legendary Josh White (Josh White) · Josh White, Vol. 5: 1944 (Josh White) · Josh White, Vol. 6: 1944-1945 (Josh White) · Satch and Josh...Again (Oscar Peterson) · Josh Groban (Josh Groban) · Josh Groban [Japan Bonus Track] (Josh Groban) · The Josh Groban Collection (Josh Groban) · The Blair Witch Project: Josh's Blair Witch Mix [Enhanced Disc] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


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To say the shit you that said and to act like that
Y'all is lucky I'm a man of peace,
'cause y'all wouldn't see me behind the fuckin' trees
By riding on a pony
I love to listen to the Dixey strain
"I long to see the girl I left behind me"
And that ain't a josh
She's a Yankee, by gosh
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that
much that's why I got to spell it out 
W O M A N that's what's its all about, yeah

Sometimes I think that we're the reason why y'all be stressing out
Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all
Oh, yes, oh!

She does not think
She works by instinct
Survival is her thing
Do y'all see my point? (ohh!)
Y'all see my point?
a little party, call a few friends 
It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend 
Time to get loud, let the music flow 
Kick off your shoes and just let
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, I don't need nobody
Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all

Money gone fuck
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, f*** all y'all, f*** all y'all, I don't need nobody
F*** 'em, f*** all y'all

Money gone f***
care
About what the fuck is going on out there

We like it like that, fuck you
We like it like that, so fuck y'all

Fuck you, fuck y'all
Fuck you,
in your insides

Do it again 
c'mon y'all 
Do it
One two three four
Three four

With a rhythm as complex as life itself and a soul that's in
your stake up, I'm about to work my way back to the streets
And y'all wanna bootleg cuz y'all will get Jay-Z

Every time I keep pullin out, y'all keep
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that
here is what I'm all about
No matter how we figure it out
Just keepin' real y'all no doubt
Life style so simplistic all y'all must of missed it
Don't
y'all

One tribe y'all
One tribe y'all
One tribe y'all
We are one people
Let's catch amnesia, forget about all that evil
Forget about all that evil, that
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all
up and wait! y'all hurry up and wait!

I've been brought up
By street cats who didn't get caught up
Like that New Jack Nino Brown at the Carter
I'm
girl! 
That I dedicated, this song, well this song really was written 
By Blowfly, and I want all y'all to hear this shit 
It's just a poem that I writ
and absorb and listen
and feel the all emotional roller coaster of this lp,
thoroughly put together by Missy and Timbaland.

The official banging shit
a nigga passed you pissed
Made the wrong move, now the nigga ass is His
We the firm baby boys, y'all surpass to this
Keep the facts about real life
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that
Range
Y'all cats is foreplayin'
I'm pregnant by the game

(Seventh round!)
Some would like to see me in ball and chain
But I'm a child of god
So my
quick to blame
That's why I got number one on the back o' my range
Y'all cats is full playin'
I'm pregnant by the game

(Seventh round!)
Some would