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And (Cool J) don't move the bottle let the corks pop

I'm incredible, well nigga, outrageous
Turn money like encyclopedia pages
Get freaky throw dyke
Van Dyke Parks
When I desire company
I leave my footprints on the sand by a reckless sea
Hoping you'd come to me

And we'll explore what might
on and poppin'
If you got the chronic, J is for the coppin'

Come on everybody let's get live with it
The niggas nice with it like dykes lick it
First let me
and Mike
Driving down Van Dyke
Get my dick sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for strangling my boy Jason
Should be taking my
eye
Like the blue in the sky

If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm,you are the music
If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor
you get
cheese enemas for the poor.
Testicles: So dude, when are you gonna introduce me to Ella Fitzgerald's underwear and Jerry van Dyke's pancreatic fluids?
Raided my house found my stash 2 grams of speed an ounce of hash I was taken away in a big blue van I was interrogated by the drug squad man THE DRUG
nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up

Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle 
Got to do my bizzle
The only
a basketball
So maybe a big scout from a big town team will come and sign him to the meadow larks
And then someday. Someday he'll play as good as van dyke
fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent 
So sorry, but the van got tipped 
And out is how I'm lookin', I'm lookin' out for my people 
I'm fly like I'm
behind me in a mole grey van
Catch me if you can

Go turn on your blue lights (So pretty)
You know you want to I just flew by
I can see you feel it now
hangin ya
All y'all fags'll get ate like clams.
This is a blood sport bitch, You could call me J Van Dam.
All these so called "Guerrillas" be tellin'
How
J. Paul Getty II

Jazz police I hear you calling
Jazz police I feel so blue
Jazz police I think I'm falling,
I'm falling for you

Wild as any
kid'll live by goldie advice's
Pimp hoe's that come across so righteous
Fuck though, promote on the Rolley ices 
Yo, that's why my jewelery looks snow
Young kid'll live by goldie advice's
Pimp hoe's that come across so righteous
F*** though, promote on the Rolley ices 

Yo, that's why my jewelery
of greatness
'Cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake shit
So go ahead, go nuts, go
of greatness
'Cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake shit
So go ahead, go nuts, go
They'd open the door to hear Madame whine.
Madame: I'm so blue-hoo-hoo,
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo hoo!
I'm so blue I don't know what to do!

Bob
Here comes a baby blue van, time to ride
So I hops in the van with my nigga Tick
And Baby Poppa back then, that was my click
We groovin to Santa Anna
Combat boots and a scratched up record
Signed by the hero of long ago
A pair of vans and some torn up blue jeans
This is his world, that's what he
show like I exit the turnpike
Dice and dynamite like dolomite
double deuce delight, I don't Dick Van Dyke
Startlight to starbrite the freaks come out
Little Susan Van Heusen was present
When her father decided to play
Cat and mouse round the house with that peasant
Girl of a be	 good and maybe I
Cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I would even show up to this fake shit
So go ahead, go nuts, go apeshit
past this light, just past Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read them directions, oh yeah
You can't read and you can't write, told me that last night
Never get enough 
You can have yours with sweet and low 
You might even have the blues to go 
One shot Johnny 

Got a dog on a rope 
Goin' from