Lyrics:
And leave your spaghetti all over your room
We’ll boil your rigatoni
And leave you lifeless by the pool
Turn your white tee
To Campbell’s soup
In the streets
I’m stacking ammo
All black and camo
Come get dismantled
Too hot to handle
I spit
I burn my mouth like Campbell’s
I deliver news
Like Joel Mchale did
that I can’t do now every song is an anthem I’m good like Campbell’s remember life was a hassle with absolutely no action at 9 to 5 then retire that
think I do (I think I do) I like life with you by my side
(Right here with me) so
So baby, lady come fly with me (Come fly with me) see an angel present
think I do (I think I do) I like life with you by my side
(Right here with me) so
So baby, lady come fly with me (Come fly with me) see an angel present
instead
Get you two bird brains to can it
Like you were two cans of Campbell soup
Now dammit you can just shut up or get cut up
Okay now you clam chowder
Campbell, I'm ready (uh)
To do what I do continuously to get money
You can be as good as the best of them
But as bad as the worst, so don't test me (get
Campbell, I'm ready (uh)
To do what I do continuously to get money
You can be as good as the best of them
But as bad as the worst, so don't test me (get
bitch, better keep her pampered
Luther Campbell, I'm the new example
Metro Boomin, time to cue the sample
Niggas movin' bricks, then you can use
're a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger!
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha!
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah!
Words and Music by
Cy Coben, 1950
bid to go to the lady's door and stretch out by her side"
"Lie down, lie down, my good master, here's a blanket to your hand
And I'll waken you in
keep my sweater fly
So even as I wipe my eyes, it seem like everything is fine
Too many wrongs I'm trying to right
Who would've thought you walk out my
on Billy Green just
Know a...
Hol that thought, lemme talk, ay...
Skr skr skrrrtt
I just peeled the lid off a lambo
Like a can good made from Campbell's
But to hide it like a woman isn't done with ease
No matter how you try to lie the truth she always sees
[Lady's voice]
Uhhh...
[Strange voice]
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By
Feeling like a roller coaster
Drive me cra-zy
Thinking bout you dai-ly
No other la-dy
My ba-by
My ba-by
You know you my shawty
Ain't no need to lie it's
're a High-Brow! ~ You're a Sin-ger!
Hee hee, I'm a Sin-ger? ~ Ha, ha ha ha!
She's a Lady ~ Ah! He's a Sin-ger! ~ Oh yeah!
Words and Music by
Cy Coben, 1950
I plan to go way up
Fear of missing out so i stay up
Weed loud make you wake up
Bout to run the city like the mayor
No coat i just layer
It ain’t
I should have been asking you out to Campbell's Dairy Land
You walked on by and my mental stability fled
I heard a Reggie song inside of my head
but was 5'9 i keep 99's 9 for the pipe line
[Hell Rell]
and they call me ruga rell how you doin baby (wats good) i'm like u-haul with the bricks i can
make it pop
You need some good box
Like you playing hopscotch
So let’s go and get the chalk
My Naomi Campbell walk
‘Cause I’m a bad bitch like bark
Uh
I'd like to welcome you to the King Moe show
Surviving the pain while riding the wave they see I'm floating, yeah
When I drive in the rain
I don't
If you'd like to make a call, dial your operator
If you need help, try, try again
Try, try again
I got it started to my face
I got it started
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