Lyrics:
the Nasty
My wallos I did 'em up
Them bricks I send 'em up
My raps y'all bit 'em up
For that now stick 'em up
Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up
the context some text is a lil' special
But, but, wait, wait, let me explain
A buddy is a equal beneficial arrangement
A buddy is a buddy that don't be
plan went all right
'Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong
The transmission
[CHORUS]
All my friends left me for dead
My buddies left me on read
I swear that shit went straight to my head
I'm over it
I been poppin’ too
EL hun
You got a bad bitch? I gotta have that buddy
Bein' broke? Nigga please, you can have that, buddy
This nigga say he doin' numbers, where yo math
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
went all right
'Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.
The transmission was
to!
Shoot you in BACK of your head right in front of you
That's what the gun'll do
All I do is son ol' niggaz on the W
All I do is make all newcomers
beneath stars and pine trees out in the country
Just you and me
You and me, buddy, we're gonna go riding
Playing cowboys we're the bad guys again
I'm
Will straight backs, I'm a chiropractor
The feds got me fed up, fuck the wire tappers
I'm the guy that rather live life
Angry than die in laughter
If you
Ole buddy, ole pal
I need to talk to you right now
You're the only one that just might understand
Ole buddy, right now
It seems the ground's too
Life is a book that we study
Some of it's leaves bring a sigh
There it was written by my buddy
That we must part, you and I
Nights are long since
he's been snatched by me now
We are full search, for sure
He is so totally tubular, (we want your guy)
Who is, who is that? Who else is on the line?
but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren
About the time I called this Guy it was four in the morning
right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fu-ing just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe
was broke, busted and disgusted
And all he did was shook his had and walked away
And said Buddy Guy, this just ain't my day
That makes two of us
All of it, all of it
Guys, girls and guys, girls and guys, girls and guys, girls and guys, girls and guys
Girls and guys, we all like thighs, right
pape
Hell nah y'all
Cash defecint
Big body, goin' by 180 on that interstate, second nature, always makin' sure that all my partnas straight
Some of them,
I'm sorry you had to hear all this business, he started running that tape.... I've just been
sitting in here on my own, being variously.... twiddling
finished all the writing and it was time to record
I didn't know what I was doing when I opened the door into that booth
Yeah, I got it but it took me
Medley of Buddy Holly hits:
Well All Right
(Buddy Holly - Norman Petty - Joe Allison)
Well all right, so I'm bein' foolish
Well all right let
Don't hate the game 'cause that ain't gone solve em
I can tell by her look that she wanna ride with me
And later ride on me
Go shawty
This just how we do
business
Oh, that's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know
Old Nosey finally lost his life messin' with my buddy's wife
My buddy, he caught him with his chick
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