Search results for silly little pop song by hootie the blowfish

We've found 12 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching silly little pop song by hootie the blowfish:


Albums:

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) · Silly Little Game (Michael Angelo) · Three Silly Little Kittens (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Little Boys: Our Best Silly Songs Sing-A-Long Favorites (Little Boys) · The Best of Jay "Hootie" McShann: Confessin' the Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie's Jumpin' Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie Mack (Bell Biv DeVoe) – and 90 other albums »


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
silly ? bumps that I broken
I guess you're gettin dumber ? in the summer
I didn't know a rap song could make your jock that long
Where's your mattress,
people want to fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes 



And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues 



There's good news
silly bumps that I broken
I guess you're gettin dumber in the summer
I didn't know a rap song could make your jock that long
Where's your mattress, is
the quenchin' 

Diamonds on your wrist 
Sunroof top 
But niggas out front 
Makin' guns go pop 

So the spot gets shut 
But on to the next 
'Cause your
you something I want a piece of, you got it girl
This song remind me of Cat from Philly, a girl I used to love
Until she started acting silly, her
My niggas I'll hustle to pay the judge
Got you when I spot you I should pop you
Even the boss was telling me not to
But I won't stop until they get
Time goes by puffin on a lie, hoping that it gets me high
Gotta nigga going crazy, crazy

Niggas wanted to kill me, got locked up and never found
Time goes by puffin on a lie, hoping that it gets me high
Gotta nigga going crazy, crazy

Niggas wanted to kill me, got locked up and never found
latins goin platinum
Now we, in it lookin for the big peso
And my, song inspired by Elvis Crespo
And we, gettin it started so baby let's go
Nasty boys
And a little angel with a keen sense of sound
Who saw silence in the records she found
And she would stay up late at night
Reciting songs to herself
Under
silence
In the record she found and she would stay up late at night

Reciting songs to herself in the pale moonlight
Writing wrongs that her pops made