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Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys and the car and the home
But her friends were really his friens
No one stops by to see her much any
to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom

Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're more than fantastic
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
 
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
 
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
 
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
a punk no good motherfucker man
Freddie I thought you was better than that man
You're a weak muh'fucker man
Dude you soft! Motherfucker Freddie
You got
Suzanne divorced her husband
She got the keys to the car and the home
But her friends were really his friends
No one stops by to see her much
for this fellow
Cause you are the abbott into my costello
And you are the fruit to my loom

Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic
More than
quite taken in by it all
Till her brother came in the Spring
And he took her back to St. Paul

I don't go down to Jackson
Ain't nothing there but
And you are the Fruit to my Loom

Red solo cup, you're more than just plastic
More than amazing, you're more than fantastic
And believe me that I'm not
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
beam (what)
I tell 'em Money Talks like Charlie Sheen (hey)

[Chorus: x2]
These are more than words, this is more than rap
This is the streets and I
days go by, we just get flyer
Swinging harder cause we got desire
Extra effort because we're tryers
Got more heat than a dollar in the dryer
Got more
crew
Philly, soda pop
I'm gonna run down my family tree like this:

One, two, one two three and
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got
leave casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody knows
that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes
The anger inside had me trapped
til I got geared
front
	Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front
Huh

See hon was a good friend, I seen her more than just a bend
(What's a bend?)  A bend is when you
of the action 
Man they start rememberin more times than Michael Jackson 

But I can't fade to the tag-alongs 
That want me to drag em on 
Frontin like
die
Johnny's gonna die

Everybody stares and everybody hoots
Johnny always needs more than he shoots
Standing by a beach and there ain't no lake
Perfect impregnates no dame
My sperm worth more than uncut cocaine
I know why these thugs in these clubs can't behave
Form forty-eight hours the lack
and structure steady action
Broke the braggadocious brother down to petty fractions
You're not Freddie Jackson but that's alright
You can still come to me
leave casualties
I creep gradually, til everybody knows
that I got more flows than Rosebud got hoes
The anger inside had me trapped
til I got geared
'Cause you are my Abbot to my Costello
And you are the fruit to my loom
 
Red solo cup you're more than just plastic
You're more than amazing you're
and structure steady action
Broke the braggadocious brother down to petty fractions
You're not Freddie Jackson but that's alright
You can still come to me
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)

Well I woke up early with those
how I try 
It's more than I can say 

And when I've needed you 
You've always been there for me 
Been my friend and stood by me 
And held me as you