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Fun, Fun, Fun (Done Again) · Great Jukebox Hits of the 60's, Vol. 2: Fun Fun Fun (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fun Fun Fun and More Childrens Favorites (The Carnival Steel Drum Band) · Pop N Fun: Kids Party Fun/Even More Kids Fun (Drew's Famous) · The Very Best of the Beach Boys: Fun, Fun, Fun (The Beach Boys) · Fun Fun Fun (Jan & Dean) · Fun, Fun, Fun (Big Boys) · Fun, Fun, Fun (Big Boys) · Drew's Famous Kids Karaoke Fun Fun Fun! (Drew's Famous) · Why Lady Why (Gary Morris) – and 90 other albums »


by myself
I will but y'all, that ain't right
It's time to get it on
Am I the only one who wants to have fun tonight?

Well I was flying solo down
reach, put up the fist and flip and pray. I'll
be done, when I reach my own. Stay free; let the time go pass me by. Stay high, I'm P.O.D.'d. P.O.D.'d.

I
dieing and mommas is hurting

[Chorus]
Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family
and mommas is hurtin'

Why you wanna murder me?
You never ever heard of me
You don't know who I am
I could be part of your family tree

Now sent by G O D
I am the Bullgod
I am free
And I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm gonna get you
I see through you
I'm gonna get you

I'm like a train, I roll hard
they went into formation
And formed the letters R. I. P.
It was a helluva fun'ral, I say one helluva fun'ral
I gave it all my loving care;
The band
Pocket full of money (we rollin')
P-p-p-pocket full of money, yeah

Y'all niggas fake as fuck
Lipstick on my collar, I couldn't make this up
I live in
it's like that
Gonna take y'all deep, so go back

D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked up when you let my mind
Nice]
Hoods is up so skills is up
It's a stick-up, so why'd you interrupt?
So such bust material cerebral
I'm eatin cereal with spoons sippin Cepacol
[Chorus: Krayzie]
My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] 
[So high, so high am I.]
reefer and blunts is all that's needed
Tomorrow I'll be like
"Were am I? What's your name?
Gotta go, I'm glad you came"

But tonight you will be so fun
Maybe you're the one
Soon a new day breaks
was fun but after sucking two bottles I am definitely done yo richter can you go...
of Jordan's came out, y'all figure that I got 'em
But no I don't because I don't be having fun
The gold that I am wearing is really made out of bronze
It
the vibes is strong
Salinas Filipinas, they come one by one
All lined up, and they ready for fun
Short one's, tall one's, beautiful ones
B-boys, b-girls,
(for P.Y.)
Here I am: "Hometown Boy Makes Good"
Writes one critic.
All my childhood I lived
By the blue Pacific.
Anytime that reality
Makes me
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
[Chorus]
I am the Bullgod 
I am free and I feed
On all that is forsaken

(I'm gonna get you)
(I see through you)
(I'm gonna get youuu)

I
touched my hand, now I can understand 
And I know why that we can fly and we will have fun 
While we make a run for the sun, a run for the sun 

Too shy
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
[Chorus - Master P]

[Wish Bone]

Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas want to let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But
Ba ba baa baa ba ba baa
You was a n**** finally make me kill one of y'all
Ain't a damn thing change
I still keep that thing
Right up under my
The Dawn
{Talib Kweli}
Tomorrow I?ll be like
?Were am I?
?Whats your name?
?Gotta go, I?m glad you came?
{Norah Jones}
But Tonight You, Will Be So Fun
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P
On the Mississippi Mud.

And what a dance do they do
Lordy, how I'm tellin' you
Why, they don't need no band
They keep time by clappin their hand.

Just