Lyrics:
Whipping white girl Lady Gaga got the cats stoned,
Your a b@%ch ni66a taking orders with no backbone,
The only time I’m taking orders when I’m on my trap
in the Wooly Swamp way back in the gurgling woods
And he never did do a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think
you misunderstood that
I've never been the type to get with some hood rats
Usually by myself or with cool cats
But probably by myself making beats fat
Leave their heads spinnin' like a break dance
Lookin' at you funny, tryna shake hands
Old hoes turnin' into great fans
I'm the same man they used to diss
a do a bee's line
To where she stood and sipped the Nehi Grape, the sweet kind
Circle you, thicker by de-sign
Be-hind swingin' like bring it back
me a hug, not too long, give me space
When a cat got issues don't need you all up in his face
Rub your breasts, kick back, smile a little
If it's
And corney shit
And random raps
We about to put an end to that
And bring standards back
These Old habits
Stay on ya mind
Will be remembered
Beyond my time
Huh, yeah, Complain
Still representing for the 357
Black cat, your personal lightning rod
Huh, yeah
She will make you weep from morning, not know
a bad bitch on my dick get active
Don’t want kids, so you know I had to wrap it
Don’t fall in love with the cat
Cause it’ll come back and catch your bitch
part right there hope we ain't wakin' up Flo
Hey Flo old Flo she's a good 'un boy no I didn't mean nothin'
I just you know I knew Flo a long time ago
through the window
Good news
Can't take no more
Good news
Spreadin' all the country
Good news
For the young and old
Good news
Goin' round the world, now
litter box for the next seven years
And mail a report to the President with a note saying 'Here!'"
Good idea
"It's time to find out what urinal cakes
to sit pretty by the time I got old
I got cheese but that doesn't mean I got soul
I got black power and a black bank roll
Stank chicks, they sweat my knot
the old me I miss the old me
I miss the old me I miss the old me I miss the old me I miss the old me I miss the old Me
Nah nah dude I'm good man I'm glad
Take me back to summer nights
Where we'd all meet up at Steven's and stay up til the sun light
Not a worry in our hearts
Biggest problems were not
Yeah!
Yeah we vibin'!
Yeah!
Hahahahaha!
Back on the grind again
Know it's been a lil while but it's time again
Folks askin Josh when ya gonna rap
Like Dutch i'm a family guy like Stewie
Brew me a potion like Steven
Broski turned on me like a zombie old days like it was Black Ops 2
Been in
from having lives to having life
And I pay to feed their appetites and give them TV's with satellite
Those steven-stealing dirty fuckin' heathens
the Wooley Swamp way back in the booger woods he never did do a lot of harm in the world
He never did do any harm in the world
But he never did do no good
goggles, we twisted up
So we put it in the air
Don't let the j's start unravelling
We gettin' blown like a javelin
She throw it back like she time
goggles, we twisted up
So we put it in the air
Don't let the j's start unravelling
We gettin' blown like a javelin
She throw it back like she time
in her bedroom
Every time when my friends com to the house
Well we on our way to the old folk home
Yes
That no good son of said did you say you are
cat you'll find
Ignore the smell just pay it no mind
I know one day I'll lay me down
I wanna die in a tuna fish can
Nobody knows how old I am
I'm Tiger
the '80s juvenile Brooklyn
Where cats was like: "Gimme that subway pass, kid. Good lookin."
Now someone else is taking a ride with what's mine
So I had
Discuss these back to the good old times by cat stevens Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In