Lyrics:
IS...
HOLD UP MAN, WHOA. DID HE JUST SAY TO NOT TO TAKE THE BROWN ACID?
MAN, I THINK HE DID BROTHER.
WHAT COLOR DID WE, I MEAN UH,
I DON'T REMEMBER...
OH
And I got a bag on me, Yea, Aye
When I pull up, they all be like who that
I am D1, your man need to move back
I am a roadrunner, baby I do that
I
damn
Could bruh man get another sandwich
I was on the 4th floor tryna eat some salmon
Now I'm on the top floor
Chillin' in the hammock
Nigga no pot piss
on the phone, oh
All they rappers, man they love to say the same words
Eyes like Gojo
I be really in my zone though
And singers get these womens by the boatloads
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
disco heaven
(From disco hell)
I'm surrounded by zombies every single day
They're always shuffling around, but they seem okay
They never dance in
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
still by my side
See all of my life I been hustling
I been dodging the five
Told me it's okay for a man to cry
Wipe the tears from my eyes
When I told
wrangle the tango
Three four can't do calypso
Boogie woogie oogie boot scootin' limbo
One two three hey ho lets disco
Fly by the seat of your swaggy pants
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo,
you look like Cactus Jack. Just cut the lights out, cause I still wanna
bang that bearded biscuit out. Bitch, I know yous a freak. Lemme
bitch slap that
does me real good like biscuits and gravy
Man that didn't take too long
For that plastic on her finger to melt in the sun
'You better start talking
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo,
kids?
Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (you're right)
Not over this shit (stop)
Drop the biscuit (I will)
Don't even listen to Slim, yo,
And classmates laughed when the Buick rolled by
Remember, I pulled my privates out in class
And from Farmers to Dunkirk you straight whooped my (woo!)
lames tryn hop on the wave fall back man this shit like pogos'
I been on top of my shit since a youngin' I guess you can call me an old soul
I know I said
that ting with the silencer
Man come through and silence them
I was never the cool kid
More like strange and awkward
Biscuit for your forehead
Tore
’m happy on my own
I just intend to stop that disco
Never been so bad but I'm feeling really sick oh
This damn dumbass is impossible to ignore and
These
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
know what I'm sayin'?
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all
I wanna feel like a star
(Oh baby, I'm the king of disco...)
I:
I'm a young single man at the age 25
Ex-communist, I search American life.
I have no
Yeah, one pen got the whole country on the edge of their seat
Them man can't play musical chairs with me (never!)
Nah, I don't wanna chill
for the man
Making me some cold hard cash out in that summer sun
Come Friday I'll have money but by Monday I'll have none
Once the bills are paid
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