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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) · The Best of Jay "Hootie" McShann: Confessin' the Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie's Jumpin' Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie Mack (Bell Biv DeVoe) · Hootie Mack (Bell Biv DeVoe) · Hootie's K.C. Blues (Jay McShann) · Hootie's Blues: A Tribute (Jay McShann) – and 90 other albums »


we're at
I can tell you where it is but I can't tell you where it's at

And I gotta pig p it wears a wig see
It tells me every single morning boy
that you oughtta
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish,
And we're gonna do a little something like
explosives, your chance is hopeless
We have your head poppin' up like the blowfish
I'm not talkin' Hootie, nigga pass the zootie
I could bag the cootie,
you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, smokin em out
When
you surrounded by these ladies and gents
Who hang around you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, smokin em out
When
And then we'll see who's left
After one round with X
And what am I bringing next?
Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at?
Punk, shut
snorin
Like Hootie all of a sudden-borin
You Don't Blowfish? Hmm..Let me finish, I'm a step wit
Someone on the right tip the right shit, the champ sip
Trap
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
Look it here!
The Motor Booty where you shake your rump
The Motor Booty where you funk 
The Motor Booty where you shake your rump
The Motor Booty
trapped like we in a maze
Misbehave, refuse, to be a slave
And you can't break me, if the Lord want me, let him take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by
round with X
And what am I bringing next?
Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at?
Punk, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up
While we fuck
confessing one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
Where me
the house tonight 
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose 
We rolls through Headland and Delowe 
where me and my niggaz surpassed the flow 
And got down
a wierdo group of bugs slam a gang of funky joints

The provin’s in the movin' of the baggy clothes
At the dimly lit clubs where flock the milk duds
Hip
and I'm black
and live in a movie, not livin by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me - nigga what did I say?
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
gots to bump 
As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk 
Just to floss you like a motherfucker, clownin' their shit 
Gots the Dana's on your hootie
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves you to death won't let no
swoled up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boyz across the cheek wit Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it; I
up
Hootie hoo slapped ya boys across the cheek with Isotoners
And went to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner
Tell em Big Boi did it, I
Stoned is the way of the walk,
Stoned is the way of the walk,

Well, it's the Alley Cat puffin' on a hootie rat,
Some think I'm a criminal,
But,
Stoned is the way of the walk,
Stoned is the way of the walk,

Well, it's the Alley Cat puffin' on a hootie rat,
Some think I'm a criminal,
But,
gots to bump 
As a pull up in the park you pops the trunk 
Just to floss you like a motherfucker, clownin' their shit 
Gots the Dana's on your hootie
my cutie
Can put the blow in Hootie
This shit is Disney
I'm the beast and she's the booty
Met her when she was a freshman
My friends were like,
And it falls 'round my door
But when the sun is high
There's no time to cry
Where the long river flows
By my window 

Now if only you could see