Lyrics:
I swear I'm no kid
But I listen to vegetables
45 minutes
The content's digestible
Plug in to Cordy
Then I get recording
It get kinda corny
But listen
When homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burner
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
ain't a rapper but if I was
This ain't some shit that I could rap after
Caught up in the rapture
You call yourself a factor you're lame
Paving a way Bob
I’m hear to stay
Fuck a tourist
Destroy beef
My bars are high class cutlery
I’m taking about acoustic poetry
There’s a new sheriff in town
I show up
I had a dog named Banjo and a girl named Muffin
I'd just blew in from Texas and I didn't know nothing
I found my way around this town with a friend
might earn respect
But the OPD found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the [unverified]
Face down on the ground, keep my hands in sight
Put
on me no Mike Vick
I bob and weave in that pussy good and I knock it out like Tyson
Say first round, face down, ass up, straight pound
Yeah, shorty, she
Into town in his canoe
Jimmy, Johnny & Junior: Into town in his canoe
Larry: Sick cebu is rowing and sneezing. Achoo moo moo, achoo moo moo,
achoo moo
on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)
on (I am the prince)
This is my town, my home (the prince)
This is my crown, my throne (Weezy)
This is me on my own (by myself so niggas, guess what?)
to your town (jerk, children)
And sweeping across the nation (jerk, children)
Come on do the jerk everybody (come on do the jerk)
I said, come on do
to your town (jerk, children)
And sweeping across the nation (jerk, children)
Come on do the jerk everybody (come on do the jerk)
I said, come on do
There's a brand new dance coming to your town
And sweeping across the nation
Come on do the jerk everybody (come on do the jerk)
I said, come on do
back away bitch get from round
Hol up nigga
This the pound
This that dirty
This the town
This is every motherfucker in that room that made a sound
Tell
to town!...
Holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Oh by golly, have a holly
Jolly Christmas this year
Holly, jolly Christmas
It's
coming to town!
Holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Oh by golly, have a holly,
jolly Christmas this year.
Holly, jolly Christmas
coming to town!
Holly, jolly Christmas
It's the best time of the year
Oh by golly, have a holly,
Jolly Christmas this year.
Holly, jolly Christmas
Christmas to you, my dear Bob!”
And Scrooge was better than his word,
He did it all and so much more.
And Tiny Tim didn't die
The man stood always by his
around, 'round, 'round
They go
Yeah, when I come around, 'round, 'round
They go
When I step in yo town, town, town
They go
Yeah, yeah its going down,
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high
recording
Beau said he’d send more details later as he was in session
And now that the album is slated to come out soon I’m curious again
Also Jessica Pratt’s
and bring the mail
I'm passing the time by reading
She way from Florida but mailing pictures out to me
I was thankful in that time of need
No more than
dead
Straight from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never slanged keys, but quick to drop them be's
Put 'em in the trunk and that ain't no front
'Cause
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