Lyrics:
take your whole tribe and I'm the chief nigga
Your highest title numero uno
I'm not that little pregnant white girl but juno
You no anything within
Keep the ball rollin', Keep the ball rollin'.
Girl, the name of the game is love.
On your mark, get set, let the kissin' start,
and just Keep
and need to take a bath: go wash your feet]
I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah]
I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
[If you're fat, hungry, dirty, and need to take a bath: go wash
a fish on a great big stick
Guitar player does not need a computer
To sing or play a lick
Fellow he would not last one day
Unless I taught him the island
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
behind a painting
With hidden wisdom to impart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's a hula girl at heart
Photograph shows, she is lovely
Her
girl, I'm on that, hey, anything you need
Anything you want, want, hey, hey
'Cause he don't know I gotcha
Anything you need, I gotcha
Ooh, baby girl
let you call me daddy
Hello
When I saw you I had to say hello
No I'm not you're average fellow
I'm Suave but I'm really ghetto
Girl I could take you
put me up in a frame
I'll forget who I am call me by your name
I'll never even look at another fellow
If you say that you will call me Yellow
Does
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
Keep the ball rollin', keep the ball rollin'
Girl, the name of the game is love
On your mark, get set, let the kissin' start
And just keep
, to be the only one on view
Once I've got this trap foiled
by getting the fellow's jokes spoiled
I'm gonna charm the girl my way
Out of time I love
Re-Ron, you know
We don't need no Re-Ron
We've seen all the Re-Rons before
It's beyond reel-to reel and
Shogun to RayGun
And no-one has been psyched by
you want my baby
You no go suffer for this life again, yeah yeah (ah)
Ferrari for my lover (mark am)
Gucci shoe for my lover (ayy)
Company for my
about your girl and then you dropped that hoe
But you did for you
And ima tell you why
She 15 with a baby and it sure ain't mine
You slid by
Y'all say
about your girl and then you dropped that hoe
But you did for you
And ima tell you why
She 15 with a baby and it sure ain't mine
You slid by
Y'all say
System pumped by four Jeeps, runnin like a convoy
Roll to the park, kinda crowded, what a scene
Pullin up with Jodeci blastin out the fifteen
So I
that's weak
Pullin wool over the eyes of fellow sheep while we sleep
Indoctrinating us with lies proven by censorship the gig is up
This is sus doesn't cut
Baby, I need your oasis
Any color I would fuck witchu
So how could I be racist
She said “How could I be down?”
Let this black girl check your privilege
Baby, I need your oasis
Any color I would fuck witchu
So how could I be racist
She said “How could I be down?”
Let this black girl check your privilege
kind of funky
Me and the crew we're drinking Brass Monkey
This girl walked by she gave me the eye
I reached in the locker grabbed the Spanish Fly
I
Ey, no more fake friends, we all been through too much
No more shows with the two pots and no door spots, I don't give a fuck
I'm a small fellow
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