Lyrics:
clones was born
Yo I know that's corny, no, speaking of corn
Aye yo, fellas wait
Yo Em you three should go celebrate
And what better place to take you
Uh bum bum bum
I’m not drunk I’m just dreaming
About you and me in the kitchen
Don’t worry I made three plates
There’s more than that
I’m not high
With your bumbum baby girl ropom pipom
With your dondon (odi dondon)
Bumbum baby girl ropom pipom
With your dondon (make I ropom do bum bum bum
retros
Bah-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum
Lets go, tell him ready set go
Check got te TECs on decks by the jets ho
Fuck 'round and let go
One through your neck ho
[Verse 1]
Once I had a friend by the name of Jones
cnd his idea sure was wrong
I [took?] ol' Jones for my personal friend
You see what Jones has done
of these non talented ass niggas coming after me
Can't do it by yourself so you gotta call the Calvary
Pick mes and lame hoes that must be who you wanna be
OOOO
I wanna put my cock in yo' bum hole
I wanna fuck yo' dawg
I'd fuck anything that walks
Smell my little PP
Then i'll have a wee wee
But don't put
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Good times and bum times, I've seen them all
And, my dear, I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here
Good times and bum times, I've seen them all
And, my dear, I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here
dwa chce zobaczyć tu pazury lwa
Parkiet co od prawej do lewej gna
Szybciej niż śmigło helikoptera
Kiedy on mówi bum to ja mówię RAH
Na 3 na 4 na 5 na 6
the pair, by the three (By the pair)
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare)
I'm from the A, I love your ass, it's a peach (Peach)
Where I'm
yum yum yum i come w chicks and flicks u a bum bum bum bum
Im to raw WWE fuck with me thats WW3 i got more lines than a dmv dont make call up Ris-ky
dressed like a bum
Top 2 and I'm not 2 but I am also not the one
My nigga got knocked like a week ago
Ran up in his crib while he was sleeping yo
Stashed
She has legs just like Victoria
Bum, bump, bum, bump, bum, bump, bum, dump
This cat, pussy. This cat, pussy
That, by the way, is a Folgers coffee
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
The Abominable Snowman who walks heavy
That's not part of the program, sir
Don't cross me sucka
Camel Supreme trench, we rich
Bricks is 40 plus, we lush
My 3
a gavel knee deep in a maggot hatchery
Operation capture flag by any means
If this means anything at all, anyway it's a riddle
Walk into the store with
You can't test me, I say OG, it's Mikey D
Can't rock me, I make more peas than you three
You can't test me, you can't test, test, test, test, test me
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
Like the soft machine kisses your ass
It's not one iota or a comma or a quota
When your time here is over
One bum, two bum, three bums more
If
wanna die young, I just wanna live more
(Two, three, four)
Let's just keep on staying up past two (that's a bad idea)
I still see cigarettes by your
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
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