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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 »


Hootie & The Blowfish 
No fuck around 
No trust no one 
No enemies 
No redneck shit
Hootie & The Blowfish 
No fuck around 
No trust no one 
No enemies 
No redneck shit
was a gangsta but I will do ya
So Hallelujah, Hallelujah
One for the players at the crib, drinking drinks
And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I
explosives, your chance is hopeless
We have your head poppin' up like the blowfish
I'm not talkin' Hootie, nigga pass the zootie
I could bag the cootie,
a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue
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
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the t-top
Born and bred up on the street top
Get
focused
Lost in the jungle, this animal's ferious
My hyponosis, count my nets and my brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I
One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two
One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two
One by one, one by one, one by two by one by two
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
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
The Motor Booty where they funk 

Rumpofsteelskin, he don't rust and he don't ben
He's got dynamite sticks by the megatons in his butt

Rumpofsteelskin,
'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
like (??) check it
I want to sell like Hootie and the Blowfish
My goatee got shorties sayin that I look like Will Smith
With cuter lips huh, my clip
"Thank you very much"

I'm hypnotized by you
I'm hypnotized by you
By you by you by you by you

By you by you
at the joint no flam just kickin' it
Wiggle with the fruits over by the liquids
The slick kids is down, the flyers passed around
We try to dig the group
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
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
gots to bump 
As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk 
Just to floss you like a motherfucker, clownin' their shit 
Gots the Dana's on your hootie
chased cuffed and subdued me
Talked to me rudely, cause I'm young rich and I'm black
And live in a movie, not living by rules
New rap patrolling the city,
'm the king of the car shows

[Master P]
I see it I buy it, you need it I got it
I could transform a car 'til a Halle Berry by demand
Regular wheels, I
Stoned is the way of the walk,
Stoned is the way of the walk,

Well, it's the Alley Cat puffin' on a hootie rat,
Some think I'm a criminal,
But,
up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek with Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it, I
swoled up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boyz across the cheek wit Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it; I