Lyrics:
on Fred Allen's radio show
(47) Frederick Delius: 1862-1934
English classical composer one of the
Earliest to be influenced by
African American music
(48)
"Oooh, goodness! I have you! You
are nicked, at that proverbially up the creek shit with the paddle now!" And I said, allright frigging what am
I gonna do
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
homies stick
I really banking on these zero counting six
I am really really handsome
She my only chick
Boy I wear a V neck in the summer,
So light touch my
to work with
'Cause right now I'm all it, kid, suck my dick, kid
Like your daddy did
Who the fuck you think you're talking to? (Me)
I'm known for
to work with
'Cause right now I'm all it, kid, suck my dick, kid
Like your daddy did
Who the fuck you think you're talking to? (Me)
I'm known for
in the kitchen, Nigga!
Did I make you feel lessor?
Am I your oppressor?
Why do you hate me, then?
Why do you hate my skin?
Why do you hate my kin?
be good and don't be chasin'
All those pretty women that you know
And by the way if you see barbara walker
Tell her that I said "hello."
his home
He had everything he needed
As long as he had his mustache comb
Then Fred the Flamenco flew on by
With a messy tuft of hair
He said, "Melvin,
said i might need surgery
3 concussions some contusions and you prayed for me
You and Pastor Jackson laid your hands
and placed the oil
You asked me do
've worked hard got Bachelor's at least
And my passion for rapping is backed by the fact that I'm actually heat
On that we agree
Know that he did it Mozaik my
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
my words
Never said the right thing
(Ooh)
Never need to buy a ring
You built me up
And then you broke my back
Called me up and said I gotta relax
I
to dude, he's Teflon
I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred
I'm not guilty, now gimme back my bread
Mr. District Attorney, I'm not sure if they
the coast
Get my advance
I ain't bout that mothafuckin' fakin' all up on the gram
I said
Wake up and I gotta go and get right to them bands
Cash I'm stackin',
out the muhfuckin' room
'Cause they don't fuckin'
I'd like to propose a toast
I said toast, motherfucker
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
And they
Oh when I was a young boy
And drove my mother wild
I met a maiden in the woods
And she said child
Look deep into my green eyes
And at my
Five a.m. Friday morning Thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction 'cause they'll
Five a.m. Friday morning Thursday night far from sleep
I'm still up and driving can't go home obviously
So I'll just change direction cause they'll
sour in the tower i got the power
One plug, you know pull up on us by the hour
I can't get enough of the work
I know a nigga need it first
I told my
with wine up to y'all
And then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair
Said, "Before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire"
You know I
with wine up to y'all
And then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair
Said, "Before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire"
You know I
right?
(copyright) dawg, I can box, I'm nice
Watch ya tongue, bitch I'm not the one
You said you ain't no shotgun so I
Know you never shot a gun
I shot
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