Lyrics:
How many artists can say they have three albums right out of high school?
That's what I thought, yeah
This what they waited for
The brand new Auggie
ridin by
Lookin at The window shy
Saying goodbye to your eyes
Man I'm feelin fine right now
(That could be The Hook)
So why we fucking ridin by
Looking
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
up that kelp
No I am not smoking mids
I Smoke the finest of top shelf
Made an album yes I did
And bitch I mixed it by myself
Long ass nights inside my
in the shells like a taco that's what he ate
You went to work but you aint seen him yo homie
I snuck in his crib and I shot him bitch you are
of not hatin', I'm alarmed by it
I'm appalled lately, did they work, but the fuckin' dog ate it
Got the dog in me, let me park by the crib
No park by
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
And I began writing probably the most joy filled song on this album
Which was sunset by the beach
And I just started feeling so good
I was radiating
Performed by Jimmy Buffett, The Great Gonzo, and Rizzo The Rat
From Kermit UnPigged - Jim Henson Records BMG Kidz.
(Talking)
Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo,
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the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
on phonics
Bill Cosby's passing it around
You could ask him about
Attractive women that asked for a snack
Said just take half but they
Ate the whole pack
They
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
If I could rewind time like a tape
Inside a boombox, one day for every pill or Percocet that I ate
Cut down on the Valium, I'da heard everything
hungry
Feeling like a lion on the prowl
So I guess this your welcome to the jungle bitch
This here’s the story of a champion
Who’s acumen
Is backed by
the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals
Y'all really gone make me rap again
I'm off of flipping words I'm flipping acronyms
I need a challenge
This album proof I'm the Kid In Nimbus with
different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
gonna snake each other
Sleep in cells and get ate by rats
Yeah I got friends that I class as brothers
I dream about sending a lambo
Big fat chain, Rolex
slap call me Nate Diaz
Thank Jesus that I changed G I was a straight demon
All da fuccery by now some niggaz woulda ate cement
Square biness, but not
and walk down that alley
Married to the game, I'm amazed by this album
Treat it like a maze yea I'm thankful for the outcome
Hoping for some praise, already
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