Lyrics:
younger it was tough cuz I ain't have a buck
And then my parents split a nigga ran all out of luck
Shit changed except for my niggas aye they standing by my
Hey, there you see the money come, clips under the gun looking like a honey bun
Whole clique full of bums
Give your homies some, pull up, hop
Badman son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son, son
I be hustlin' everyday
Used to be a bum now I'm stacking up this cake
Life has been a blessing,
Kool-Aid gives you hella 151 November dog so run kitty run
We gon' drink it until we dumb-ditty-dumb, bum-bitty-bum
Here Kansas City come so give me some
color-blindness
As we works from door to door
The violence in the carpets
The arrow of his wife (in a car jam)
Drives the slum-bum dweller
To grind his hunting
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
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
dum ba da bum
Ba dum dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
Ba da bum, hey hey hey da da dum
It seems my work here is done
And I've sung whatever I sung
And it is
power struggle make de whole a dem a freeze
Hey you Mr. Sky Man, mister pharisees
Can you show some love and put your minds at ease
I no bow down
Hy's die king van die jol, maak die plekke altyd vol
Die mense raak net mal as hy in fokken rol
Nooit by die werk, kerk en nooit by die mall any
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
amazing
The tick of the timer, the slip of the rhymer, the pimp and the riser
Your cross, there you'll find her
Hey, hey
Death is on the tip of her
Time: 2:58 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
it down, bring it up, and BOOM Chaka Chaka
Big it up, bring it up, let it down mama
Jump to the left, and jump to the right
Shake your bum bum, don't
on the water
Drag it down, bring it up, and BOOM Chaka Chaka
Big it up, bring it up, let it down mama
Jump to the left, and jump to the right
Shake your bum bum
shit, don't waste my time (Aye)
Practicing patience, I'm a patient to this life (Yuh)
Fucked me up from the inside,
Twenty-seven years that shit flew by
to ako má byť
Nemáme na výber
Hey
Neboj sa a kľudne daj hudbu vyššie
Poď ku mne bližšie
Čo si si dala to už ti píše
Choď kľudne nižšie
Keď lopta kolíše,
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye
Iran, and have them sayin' Mac's the man
The maximum, coming through to pass you bums
So if you ain't got no money better ask for some
Hey, we came
another bum
Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
I'm gonna be a pirate on the river Saskatchewan.
'Cause it's a heave-ho,
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
my friends and I know their girl, hey
They wanna turn my floor on girl
I wanna make you the best dancer I live
Come sit by my side, I won't touch your
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