Lyrics:
to
Judy Garlands hit "The Trolley
Song" from the 1944 film "Meet
Me In St louis"
(19) Willie Harbach: 1917-2017 tV producer
Director and author
(20) Roger
on Claiborne
And St Bernard across from Cajuns
Firearm on his waste
Diamonds all in his charm
Looking like the man
All the hoes staring hard
But Judy staring
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
me not in 'Lo it's a problem
'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
(?) got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
Used to have a nigga that was down
Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda going hard on you
me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel
me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel
Dogg]
Yeah, let the party begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda going hard on you
on the door drunk, actin silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me
film will fail because of you.
LEVI:
I think if you saw the potential that I do in- Okay, so she’s no Judy Garland.
RICK:
We’re cutting her.
[Airline attendant]
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G the spot's gettin'
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G the spot's
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
you that boy that be on BET?"
"Yeah, that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit' much ding-a-ling."
Knock on the door; I'm on the scene of things
Busted
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
on to the next"
I wrote that message thinkin' I'm awkward, prolly' would never have sex
You know in high school 16 you prolly late
My cousin hit me back, "Don't
that night and the very next day he was right there by her side
That's when Mary joined our band and she told everybody how she sang
And Judy said, we
thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp
and shot a me
But I practice what I preach
And see that these slugs up in his body got him,
Run, wid smoke coming from the barrel ah me gun
Hit the bend,
Michigan, (M.O.B n****, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to Alabama
(I`m gonna buy me
goin' on folks brought you a brawl
It all started in ya home
Check the background
St louis clown from the U Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown from
I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eight
Carats in one ring, heavily starched jeans
Representin St. Louis everytime I breathe
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