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for all of us I told ya
But why don't we just cancel culture

Lets start by cancelling the word homosapiens
It's offensive to homosexuals, it just

When I was growing up, people used to always be like, "Eww cee will, you run like a dinosaur"
While that may have very well been true, I know one

to grovel
A lot like Oscar the grouch
I'm not on the couch mean muggin' the tv screen
Like how have i not been found
I ought to be crowned
But none one

to the man

Ain’t no hand outs get up out my face

Yea I like it when she ratchet like Clank

Yea I been po’in up by the case

Yea haters gon’ hate let them

And get the music to pop to keep the fissile
Never going back cause its bound to cause a ripple
All in my hands lie a pass caught by Kittle
Meaning

like gangrene

Broom make me fly so high
If i fall i will be a fall guy

My dogs name is toto
He is loved by moto moto

Green is the color of my sprite

First, let me just explain
That everything I'm wanting to say
I've pretty much said before
One way or another
But I can't help but feel like there's

been unpacking
Huh
Always with the mobsters
All day with the crew
Andy, death, and Oscar
They ride like I do
Said you want it faster
So we ride with

following orders
So here's an offer: Allow me to kill you as
A wildcard for the Oscars

You claim to dictate
Then let me do it like your friends
And call our

this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is

need a ATM, i still got a dinero
i'm an artist, like what's happenin'?
they just call me picasso
imma win it, tic tac toe
let 'em kill the big fat hoe
i

and trout
Ion like people getting close to me, go away, I'm Oscar The Grouch
Got my homie clothes, sitting in my closet, he can't wear them
When he got his

Drink [Sidney Samson Remix]

Lil Jon

Ultra Music & Wynn Presents: Encore Beach Club Las Vegas Sessions, Vol. 1 Mixed by Sidn

2012

Yeah hey
Yeah hey
Yeah hey
Yeah hey
Time to have some drinks
Lmfao, baby
We came in the club to get real drunk
And mother fucking party
How

In the Cool, Cool, Cool of the Evening

Crystal Gayle

Sings the Heart & Soul of Hoagy Carmichael

2004

the shank of the night when the doings are right
You can tell 'em I'll be there

We, said the bumblebee, let's have a jubilee
When said the prairie hen,

gonna link
Feeling your vibe and I'm asking for more
Not on my page then let's turn a new leaf
I Write by the beach while I'm smoking cigars
Still on my

the light up in my blunt, no fear
Burn the match for yo old shit, future is here
Get the cash from out yo mattress man, fuck it, let's spend it
Spin the wheel

Here it is, take it in
Cause if you blink you might as well have missed this
And if you don't act now
This opportunity might pass you by
Speak clear

girl pass you by
Look real close, 'cause strobe lights lie
We about to have a party (Turn the music up)
Let's get it started
(Go 'head, shake your butt)

I still see you everywhere I go
Oh I'm haunted by your ghost
It's all I've got left to hold
You really broke my heart
And let it bleed all over my

everybody look like they won an Oscar or Grammy
And everybody look like they on the cover of Vogue or GQ
Plus we all self-sufficient people, I have no equals

Say
Cal Van Gogh
Okay leggo
I know plenty haters talkin'
Won't let it mess up my day tho
Super saucy mami my flow
It be all tomato
Kushy burnin'

spots robbed like Leo did at the Oscars
You're out your mind
By thinking you can contend with the heavyweight R Blades
I'll flush you out like an enema

in my thoughts like a bird that never sings
The brain is like a cage with ideas for wings
Weighed down by the crap society brings to the face

track, back to my old flat
Moving like it's not even that

These ladies moving crazy
When I have babies by me
Lately I've been keeping my head down shady