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The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus CD Sampler] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus Track] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The Very Best of Cockney Rejects (Cockney Rejects) · Devil's Rejects [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Satan's Rejects (Demented Are Go) – and 90 other albums »


just wants to do-si-do
I can't stop this jig and jag
I wanna swing my little honey
To the swamp-meat rag
Community property, it's all in the family
young, yin and yang
We'll all go together in the next big bang
Boom shug a lug a lug a boom

Let's dance
To the rhythm of romance
Let's swing
'neath
We built a little playhouse with a front porch swing
A white picket fence, the American dream
Step by step, stone by stone
And now you're tellin'
crank, rappers get spank
Stripes get yank, a superior rank
Won't stop the jock in some American car use a lyrical radar
But I'm rolling, the cartel's
pumped the pimp
That fed the fiends
He got jumped by the brothers in Ft. Green
They slapped the mack
That kept us back
Sucker suckin' the hood like
happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman
Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggas thought we slept but the architect sent
The Pentagon's from
what happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman

Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggaz thought we slept but the architect sent
and a story I'll tell
About a brave young primate, outer space knew him well
He was born at the top of a big old tree
Way back in 1953.

He could swing through
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.
the right place
Showed her my boarding pass, and then she sort of gasped
All embarrassed put an extra lime on my water glass
An hour later here she comes by
I love you, I have all your albums!..)

They stay on nigga patrol on american roads
And when you travel abroad they got world nigga law
Some folks
Idiot or fearless I confess I am. Naive ...yeah I dream American.
I swing with no net on that trapeze. Beats, beats, beats, beats me.

You crash
on paying 'cause you're all the same
This is the master's voice don't you dare defy it
What's it gonna take to make you riot

Yeah, swing of the ride,
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am
Fellas at the backdoor, girls by the bedroom
The name is Play, don't dare play me cheap
The microphone is a broom and I'ma sweep ya
Off your feet with
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh), I am
here from L.A. to Van, all the way back to murderville 
I got a license to kill 
An' as for these bitches on the street... 
You can love my sex, but
can't stand when I talk like that
And why do black men have to walk like that?
Cause we swing low like a chariot
And now I got Harriet all on my dick
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this

[Chorus]
I'm sorry Ms.