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Baton Rouge
Yodel lodel love-hit me like a two by four

Love got a mind of its own love won't leave you alone
Love takes you for a ride you can't run
are gonna cry 
And the chicken's gonna fry 
Oh, you know it 
Your car won't run 
So your cousin's comin' by to tow it 

Ba bom ba bom 
It's
are gonna cry 
And the chicken's gonna fry 
Oh, you know it 
Your car won't run 
So your cousin's comin' by to tow it 

Ba bom ba bom 
It's
understand
Faulty information keep on gettin' sold to the FBI
So what you gon' do? big baller don't cry
Everybody in this world can't get by
We love to be
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car door
At the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Now Mary Lou loved Johnny with a love mean and true
She said "Baby I'll work for you
you want suntan
When we tek stock unu turn black man
Then divide and rule the African land
Which was made wid love by the Fathers hand
JAH JAH plan

Say
yeah, its like the ultimate party favor baby you know?
two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes ya know?, caribou lou

It's like-
151 rum
buy some buds"

It's always the yogurt sprout eating mother fuckers
Who get run over by a bus drive by a guy
Who smokes three and a half packs a day
God's gonna get 'cha for that
God's gonna get 'cha for that
There's no place to run and hide
For He knows where you're at

God's gonna get 'cha for
Yup, they jackin', back to Maybachin'
Everything I do, bitches wanna do it too
I guess-guess you just skip to my lou
I just came through, I flew
God's gonna get 'cha for that
God's gonna get 'cha for that
There's no place to run and hide
For He knows where you're at

God's gonna get 'cha for
I say but lying to myself helps me get through =
The day we are the same, we are Abbot and Lou you are as I and I are as =
You
Submitted by: Mel
asses
Whether or not my report card passes
class-clowns will tell you were the real smart-asses
We run shit and punch kids
In their plump tummies,
too old for the back seat
Can you come and get me, are you coming to my track meet?"
As she begins the race of life and love I told her
"I can't run it
funkdafied
while Ro, Pretty Lou, J-Bowl n Bo
we just a fiend in effect
nigga pop the Mo
backed up by Jeff Star
ladies takin flicks
Spigg Nice got
Ole Louisiana Lou had a knife in his shoe was dealin?
A hand of cards and ole Stagger Lee Crocket had a gun in his pocket
Was sweatin' bettin' hard
Ole Louisiana Lou had a knife in his shoe was dealin"
A hand of cards and ole Stagger Lee Crocket had a gun in his pocket
Was sweatin' bettin' hard
funkdafied
while Ro, Pretty Lou, J-Bowl n Bo
we just a fiend in effect
nigga pop the Mo
backed up by Jeff Star
ladies takin flicks
Spigg Nice got
skunk
gettin funkdafied
while Ro, Pretty Lou, J-Bowl n Bo
we just a fiend in effect
nigga pop the Mo
backed up by Jeff Star
ladies takin flicks
what you see is usually whatcha 
Get, won't take a Drag-without-a-Net, no 
To put the rhythm in the, bone 
Marrow, laid the pipe to please Cari-lou
Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'
funkdafied
while Ro, Pretty Lou, J-Bowl n Bo
we just a fiend in effect
nigga pop the Mo
backed up by Jeff Star
ladies takin flicks
Spigg Nice got
a few height men
Been harassed by two dikes who wanted (lou pikner)
Plus you know I'm too violent, to be out with you whiling
'cause as soon as you
with Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the cause
I'm righteous above