Lyrics:
pie moonshine (Shaggy)
Eighty degrees and the sun ain't even out
We got a spot a couple miles out of town
When that moon comes up, you know what's
worldwide we gigantic
Like Shaggy come tell say we bombastic
Di gyal dem a tell say we a romantic
We don't sell by the ki we sell by matric
50 matric tons
Sexy, hot, I love your style girl, put it on me
Brian and Tony Gold let the ladies know, they got it goin' on
Uh Shaggy
Hey sexy lady, I like
All the ghettos around the world
Dig this, ghetto Fabulous Joe
Shaggy
All the children sing
I'm a ghetto child
I'm a ghetto child
(Check it, out)
[Verse One]
Yo, I bought a brand new album today
Decide to take it home kick off my shoes relax and play
And spin it for the whole joint cause I like
Yo, I bought a brand new album today
Decide to take it home kick off my shoes relax and play
And spin it for the whole joint cause I like to get
gayance de Shaggy
Pis l’flair de Scooby Doo
Dès que t’écoute l’album tu t’prends une claque
Watch ta nuque
C’est comme un coup d’vent à moins quarante sans
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as I can grow it, my hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy
My brain does nothing for me
Hey! This pain'll be my story
Who took the chicken off the plate
And put it in the fridge?!
Shaggy 2 dope did!
shaka-laka lokey, shaggy the clown back like scoliosis,
Call me a psycho-skitzo-freak, and I'll call you by your name! (dick
Anus)
Cuz I could give two
a knife fight bitch couldn't cut it
Young fresh nigga, I'm grey pouponin'
Why so sick by the time, might vomit
If I ain't the fliest then
I ain't far from
fun, be fun
I feel the wind is calling me
Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado, lands a wicked clown... Shaggy 2 Dope,
Southwest Strangla.
fun.
We can let go, by the water.
Shaggy: Bang! Pow! Boom!, sunny like high noon, met some lettes, and they all comin' over soon.
Have aluha, I'm
rhymes
But ya keep the killer in one place,
But I'm at ya door, motherfucker have a taste!
[Nate The Mack (Shaggy 2 Dope)]
Fucking you up won't
(nigga please)
By December, CIA gettin' paid taxes back
From the Candy Cane, Santa came, back in the big hurricane
You ain't shaggy anymore, DA, I ain't
that Cream of the crop
Bitch this that creamé de la creamé
Bitch this that Cream of the crop,
My album name gone be trillogy
Bitch if you scheme you get
You “lacking” like Caddis (Word!)/
In the 50z don’t run with no Goofies
Them hitters like Scooby/
They put on for Shaggy (You Know)/
Rest In Peace my
clothes
Bagging o's
Were like pros when we reload
One will sing like neyo
If your charged as a trio
Slice him in the face with my blade
Shaggy I wasn't me
chances just to make
A couple bucks
My heart so cold I could put it in my cup
Shrek vs shaggy, it was the greatest fight
Then you went and poisoned me
Can
con Albertino e Shaggy molesti fracichi)
Sto a San Lorenzo con due tossici e un maranza
(Due ti rubano la droga e l'altro le collane)
Faccio una canna
out
Ain't want no baby
Daddy shaggy wacky
Why bitches act like that so tacky
Apache watch me
Blow like a bomb
Singin a song
I could do this all night
to jail
[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]
I see the Witch is preaching every night on channel 13
He wants some money with the number on the screen, I hit the scene
seen a lot come and go like nonstop fashion show very little shit lasts forever and just because shits new it ain't better
I wanna be with Shaggy
of a personal rejuvenation, redemption and scrubification
As told by the great Shaggy 2 Dope!
Grand Papi, was a World War II vet
And I found his bazooka set
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