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Hootie & the Blowfish (Hootie & the Blowfish) · Rhino Hi-Five: Hootie & the Blowfish (Hootie & the Blowfish) · Hootie & the Blowfish (Hootie & the Blowfish) · The Best of Hootie & the Blowfish (1993 Thru 2003) (Hootie & the Blowfish) · The Best of Jay "Hootie" McShann: Confessin' the Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie's Jumpin' Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie Mack (Bell Biv DeVoe) · Hootie Mack (Bell Biv DeVoe) · Hootie's K.C. Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie's Blues: A Tribute (Jay McShann) – and 90 other albums »


than snowflakes
Existin', everywhere but you still can't locate
The man of steel couldn't bend me
Time couldn't end me
Even the great devil Satan
the cold gift, leave your ho stiff
Make your ho sniff Hootie and the Blowfish
Obey the coke king
Cause every motherfucker in rockin' loaded, I'm on that
to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we serving em slabs
We
to the money and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they know we serving em slabs
We
you're going to be big be	
It's kinda cutie it plays the flute g
And yeah a flute playing wig wearing pig's a fucking hootie
I ain't no blowfish I'm
snorin
Like Hootie all of a sudden-borin
You Don't Blowfish? Hmm..Let me finish, I'm a step wit
Someone on the right tip the right shit, the champ sip
Trap
and plain
This rap industry, ain't shit to me
The million dollar man just need currency
So I can get this estate and live great, what
Finally a home of my
live like a movie 
Yellin, "Do me! Do me!" Too much loose booty 
They want to be Blowfish like Hootie (chill) 
Premature pregnancy is ill 
You never
[Chorus]

[Lil' Romeo]
Now I know I'm kinda young but I keep my dubs clean
Nicknamed my rims Demi cause they older than me
At the age of 15 man, doin
I should.

Well, some people tell me that they love the mountains best,
Far as I can see it's just one big wilderness.
I've seen squirrels writin'
trapped like we in a maze
Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave
And you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by
confessing one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
Where me
a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approach us
These twin supersoakers
Who have poisonous darts for coppers
Too late
the house tonight 
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose 
We rolls through Headland and Delowe 
where me and my niggaz surpassed the flow 
And got down
on
Cause even peace got some clout when the funky jams on

Get free, get free y’all

Funk is you, funk is me, funk is us, funk is free

Insects
Like my old man (just like my old man)
Like my old man
Like my old man (just like my old man)
Like my old man
And can you believe what he said to me
He
in the song
Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers
Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
East Trenton grew me, had me skipping school
gave me all I write in the song
Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers
Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
East Trenton grew me, had
the song
Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers
Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up
East Trenton grew me, had me skipping school
Valencia's
slang
Atrocious
When I let these nuts hang
Focus
It's Wutang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approach us
of the D-are-E,
Now check me out, it's back to the old school 
Where the niggas get their strap on, don't nobody cap on 
Slap on some D-are-E 
Or some funky ass
me the package deal
Can't go wrong with that
Knowing how to cook a good twenty-two pound ham
Hootie hoo
Nothing like a tall six-foot-five woman
My man's gone now
Ain't no use a listenin'
For his tired footsteps
Climbin' up the stairs
Oh, oh
Old man sorrows
Come to keep me company
of the D-are-E,
Now check me out, it's back to the old school 
Where the niggas get their strap on, don't nobody cap on 
Slap on some D-are-E 
Or some funky ass
, the old man 

he makes just the slightest kind of motion
then there's a turn on the wheel by the coxswain
and a blast on the pipe by the boson