Lyrics:
I was just late for a plane that was Late
But arrived on time
Waited for me to get on
No Song I couldn't wait to leave
Even though part of my heart
head poppin' up like the blowfish
I'm not talkin' Hootie, nigga pass the zootie
I could bag the cootie, maybe smoke the ootie
The runaway train with
Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down,"
But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned.
The rhymes he say have no particular order
like Hootie and the Blowfish
Or have em on they knees yo, now they feelin' so sick
Flossin' Rays and Jays but still be havin' one wish
City's full
Hootie been killing the shows
Hootie been leveling up on niggas
That's thinking they running the show
Hootie stay high off that pine
Hootie don't stand in
that gold toothes
Old Gucci, new Gucci
Make you upgrade your booty
Whipping up that Hootie and the Blowfish
I’m getting to it chain cost a brick
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
other fish are probably envious of your ability to puff up and protect yourself when you need to."
The blowfish looked up at Jack with a grateful smile
take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9
I'm livin' now while I'm still hea
Fuck it when I'm gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know
that you keep gettin' my shit
Cause I've been workin' my ass off like them no booty bitches
Tryna blow like a blowfish but ain't no Hootie in this
Keep
like my mom
Yeah and your smart I can tell you pull me apart as well
And then you put me back together hey hey don't break my heart and sell it for
I've been with the pros
I'm zen with the flows
A chemist supremest dismember your members
Remember one dose is hypnosis
Hold my hand Hootie
goofed too many time jessi slaughter
Im a tiger in the woods and youre a golfer
Only wanna be with hootie and the blowfish
Pass the jay to casper
on a show cuz I wanna see it clappin
I’m Rich and I’m Lavish
Pull up wit a bad bitch
I’m Rich and I’m Lavish
Finna get ratchet
(Verse 1)
Can’t wait to hit
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round
Up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and
My brothers are gonna put you
it
Had me offended last time that I walked in the hall, went through
Let's break it down for 'em
Account this, if every show is a 100 thou' for him
hit the
Uuuey
Hootie whoo
Jesus came and took the wheel
Daddy felt my pulse
And want to take me sbhedela
You calling my phone
Ignorin your calls
But I'm
a dummy
Now you know my mothafucka name and now you think he get shit from me
Feel it in your fucking stomach cause the boy coming
To the top of the game
'em in rubber bands when we count 'em up
Money, money, money, that's all niggas know
Posin' with your bitch, I do it all for show
One five told me
ring pink
Pussy real pink
(Talk your shit, Tit) sink, okay
I'm on my way, want me get in there
Been a real nigga turned a millionaire
Why you
diner
Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion
Tyga, not to be fucked with, tyrant
On the highest level, top of mount Zion
She said she never fucked me, but she’s
scream "su woo"
Make your little sister scream, "su woo", me and YG Hootie-Hoo, ooh
Frenchie, Juiceman, Gucc, Wooh, bet them boys gon' shoot, fool
Slim
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