Lyrics:
To empty the sled before daybreak arrives
Then back north we'll drive
With a new year ahead got a new lease on life
Mrs. Claus, I'll be over by five
Mrs
sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers let it off (off, woo)
Mr. VA 'bout
will do it by whatever means necessary
Detroit red flow
East coast, west coast
Used to leave MoCo to hit Ledroit with Bo
I dated women with poppin'
.... (Ah, good evening Mr. Day. Two for dinner?)
Yes, give us one of those little sexy tables in the back.
.... (Oh, I'm sorry Sir, those are all
It was a Christmas party
The kind that you hate
When you're broken-hearted
And you don't have a date
When I suddenly saw her by the tree
Wrapped in
Mr. Money Devil has a lucky penny
And a dollar folded into a bow
He's red and green and yella
Yella through and through
And he'll get a dollar, yes
by Mr. Hyde
Without an invite mother fucka, don't come
Monstrous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch
Come on come on [Repeat x3]
decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead"
I
Red Foo, Mr. Worldwide
Mr. Vain, Rush
You took my love, I thought I was the only one
You took my love, it feels like you did it for fun
You took my
Keep product in my socks ready to rock
Open up shop cause it all good (all good)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Mr. Rogers of the neighborhood
I'm bout
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Lay way back you cats, Dig in
Live a while, yes, Mr Mack is movin' in
Though the shark has, pretty teeth, dear
And he shows 'em
Keep product in my socks ready to rock
Open up shop cause it all good (all good)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Mr. Rogers of the neighborhood
I'm bout
by the 9
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, don't make me whistle, bitch
pants saggin', fuckin' ya goose
I'm like nothin' to you
dumpin' the Rug' and your group in a red coog'
jump in the Isuzu and cruise
blank tints,
[Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne]
"And the spiked red hair, and the, and, and paintin' his face..."
"Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man..."
Know we walk by shootin' jam 2
If a dem alone, nobody nuh dead
If a we alone, everyday another marrow spread
Mr laing and bigga ford cyaa
Save yuh big
And everytime I get them visions in my head
Everything is red, gettin high from the stimuli
Very blurry-eyed dred
Said to me, Buck da be -D-be
When you
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
And if you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying,
Go talk to Anna Hand.
Go start the multiplyin'
Owwww
Blah!
Red
Green is like
And if you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying,
Go talk to Anna Hand.
Go start the multiplyin'
Owwww
Blah!
Red
Green is like
And if you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying,
Go talk to Anna Hand.
Go start the multiplyin'
Owwww
Blah!
Red
Green is like
or die
But we ride as a pack red and white coincide
The Class of 18 you may come as you plead
But today we follow and tomorrow we lead
CHS is the place
Head to war, you bet I'm going all alone
I don't care if it's red or green, I'm gonna go
Not afraid of what is evil anymore
I won't stop till my name
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