Lyrics:
here for a good time
You know stay out till you see the sunshine (good life)
Sometimes I think that it's wrong (its a good life)
To pick up a dink
on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I wanna take a little ride
can play my radio
Put your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man, I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan,
but that he can have the *right* to have babies.
FRANCIS
Good idea, Judith. We shall fight the oppressors for your right to have
babies, brother.
JK: Is that a new grill you have there?
KW: Nah they've been in my
Mouth for three years
JK: That one on the bottom? OK
Well it's good to see you
KW:
sinking"
Everybody's wack can new groups comin' back
They on Arsenio, ???? on video
Watch this clownrhyme that's payed for a primetime
Everybody's mean,
slaves all that he can do for them
And what is to be done is more, much more, than good works
Christmas baskets, bonuses and tips, and bread and circuses
Da da
Radio radio radio
Radio radio radio
Operator I need to dial one two seven
Vibration is high
Fearing not growing old
Take take me away
it for the kid with the dream
Rappin' in the mirror in his room as a teen
Hopin' that he'd be seen by the world, and he would be (would be)
Yeah,
like it like that, dontchya baby?
The flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy
I stroke so good, like Tiger Woods
And I roar like a tiger would
My
your year's gonna come
You didn't live by the pipe or the gun to be like me
Waitin for my turn to burn
and get a million-five, and a tax return
that be
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
rap fake
Cause I'm
Too $hort
[ VERSE 3 ]
See, I'm fresh like always, no sweat
It's time to jump back in the mix and get
On it, now is the time
up at the hotel, now is this chick a fan or what
If she sipping that's a plus, but not that Crys' cause that's for us
Come to the hotel wondering if
as I bleed
Waiting for that knock or roaming the block non stop
I was born street
So take a seat and listen to the heat
It'll have you feeling like you
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
Teach we come to teach we come to teach the nation
Lyrically, lyrically inspiration
Love and nuff unity with lots of education
We'll take it by
a soul
The way she work that middle and put it down on fellatio
We always on and off with our groove Just like a radio
Cause I ain't got no time for no
over, make it worse for the next
Then try to brainwash my people with that, yeah!
(We tired of that foolishness!)
I-I-I'm bringing real rap back
I'm
gun out like take that
She make you do what I do when we doin' what we doin' in back of the 'Lac
I'm like come up off of that
And every night her
a washing machine
I said, "Fellas, what are all those wings for?"
They said, "For hanging clothes out to dry"
I said, "You fools, take that washing machine
So what's real fool?
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
[Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Back when MLK Way was Empire Way
I was
(Got my girl on the FaceTime)
Abstract Liquid Records
Please do that dance on the camera (aye)
I'mma smoke weed, watch Atlanta (aye)
Mix it up, crush
Bit em' with the VAT now chuck it in the mix
Invest and supply
Always on the grind
Take her for a ride but she playing kinda shy
Tell me what you like
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