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when the pac ends,
You never mix bizness with new friends
All black Benz you can call it pac man

25 10 9 and a 4 5 on me
I don't need no coley do
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush.  Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
 
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
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it's the remix baby

Now let me get into it
And do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
God man

I'll be dumpin' and I eat
play. Mix it up.
Do what you got to do.. Say what you got to say.
Mix it in the middle.. Let the piano play.

One thing is for certain, it's curtains
cut from the daisy chain
Plain to see little Lord Bosie and to suppose he's heading for Hades
I know the way, birds and the bees
No need to say
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints
you got heat 
And a gang of cash under the seat 
Man, fuck! I knew this deal was too sweet 
Now we in a heap, of shit that's too deep 
It was hard
came true
In this land that's dark, if you my man, then you my heart
I'll blast for you, need bail put up tha cash for you
Girls who mad loyal die for
I've got the full moon fever
A black cat cut across my path
Put a little spell on me mademoiselle
I want somebody to lobe me back
I need somebody
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
many flakes in my pinky, say I need Vidal Sassoon

Fish in the fish tank gon sip drank, yeah they'll be leaning by noon
And the two Brazilian
do I wont be true to my game
Word up

I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms
I
When I ride the beat 
Ain't no way to hide from the dark side 
Man of many men's till the very end 
And blend in and change my iden 
Just to mix up
of the mix of Black and White
We're livin' in a land where
The law say the mixing of race
Makes the blood impure
She's a woman I'm a man
But by the look
Look who's come back home again
Loser looking for his lucky break
This time he says he just needs a friend
Ain't on the run he ain't on the take
the garage, I'm a get me in that man

My Bad Side

I want him, I want Mix-A-Lot man
I know well listen, take him out man
He dissed my sister
Don't let
wouldn't get right
Cause I was aware as a square in Delaware
Execs writing checks for sex in spandex
Radios gettin' sucked by labels under the table
Mix
my life don't need no other man's wife
Don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife
But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day
Or for
I'm a man with two good hands, two good hands and a plot of land
And I'm on a mission, I've got a vision and a planning permission
I've got
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk
I'm in a state of yo
So if I go to the spliff that I passed
Mix it back with the slack from my man
With a tan sitting by the fan
In a heavy,
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk
the drop no please sorry
Got weed on me, no need guard me
I'm what you need probably
We teach robbery

[Chorus]
We ride in that east side
Please roll
weed on me
No need guard me
I'm what you need probly
We teach robbery


(chorus jim jones)
We ride in that east side
Please roll up my weed high
We ride