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Albums:

Honey Honey: The Sound of Bubblegum Pop (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Levi's Hits, Vol. 3 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Levi's 501 Hits, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Levi's Music Advert Collection (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Levi's 501 Hits, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Levi's Compilation: Twisted Music to Fit (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Original Songs from Levi's Commercials (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Very Best of Eric Levi (Eric Lévi) · Honey in the Horn/That Honey Horn Sound (Al Hirt) · Honey, Honey (Doug Kershaw) – and 90 other albums »


Well you look so cute in your Levis suit
Struttin' down Collins Street
With your Pucci shoes and your faded blues
Honey you look so neat
You
Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm something else!)
The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm something else!)

[Jadakiss]
Yo, you know I love
to stae 
By the way, guess who made his license plates 
Thought I was finished, down, going through the blues 
Here's a hundred dollars, go buy some new
write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I
write us, you can stop your arthritis
Just by dancin' away your blues
Just by dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze
the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin' by

Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it
Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it?
Don't you
When his majesty speaks, speech defy gravity
Blue tooth nigga but I don't have any cavities
Diddy got it wrapped like cocoons
Pop shit like needles
the clouds on loud
I got raised by the blue street lights of four cities
My heros died in prison: George Jackson
Action, she's Buttaflyin, I'm cool eyein
And I
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
Cop the aberrettes
Orange
it out how it went

It was just cool like, smooth night wit' my jewels bright
Goons left goons right, coupe wit' blue lights
Bad girls in black
to say the gangstas rest in peace though
Gary, Lil Wallace, Fred, Nookie, and Lil' Tyron
Jamie, Laurie, Pops, P, and my homie Byron
Levi, Ty, Mike,
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talkin'
long time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
Outside was
you, I never meant to hurt you
Even the stress'll work you, I miss your old perfume
Promise never curse you, I want you in my circle
Honey right by my
the misconceptions
To find a place to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pops house so I
a hot buttered a
Pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop ya don't dare stop
Come alive y'all gimme what ya got
I guess by now you can take
how it went

It was just cool like, smooth night wit' my jewels bright
Goons left goons right, coupe wit' blue lights
Bad girls in black pearls, gave us
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
dallaba, white horse gallaba
Gold plated, swingin' with the double-edge sword, excalibur
The fiery-red, seven head blue-eyed devil
Hollow be thy name
long time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice jumping out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a gorilla
Outside was
changed angle
Let's tangle, tabernacles
Ill lukiens coming at you, fuck Parus
A billion years B.C., originally black Jews
Cashsews honey now roasted, let's
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!

I say a can of beer that's sweeter than honey,
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