Lyrics:
I need the bootch
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke
a southern drawl,
Acts like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw
But if he's country I'll kiss your ass,
And throw all my Willie Nelson records
turn it up, that's really how you work the V
Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
We do this shit perfectly, we're enough
confiscate it, it's like fake, it wasn't made by me,
Red - show'em who you be...
(Redman)
Oh, it's my turn to burn, to wax again,
It be's that nigga
bitch)
Yellow gold on my wrist lookin' like piss (piss)
If I go broke, then I'm takin' a risk
How you be slammin', but nobody got hit? (Huh?)
Yeah, we
, follow follow me
What is the matter, Toby?
What is it you want to tell me?
Kneel down before me
cnd now tell me
Monica, Monica, can't you see
That my
the Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy
Why these dudes tryna figure out how to do a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)
I'm confused tryin' to figure out how to do
and being clever
Ain’t like being true,
I don’t need to, I won’t never
Hide a thing from you,
Like some.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
Now Toby, dear, haven’t we had
Trying to make a grip while thi trick make me laugh
Signed like a autograph Pictured like a photograph
Freeze time when I'm looking at you by a photo flash
how I stay filthy (not guilty)
Richer than Richie, till you niggas come and get me
Biggie Biggie Biggie can't you see
Sometimes your words just
around
Pick it up like engine number nine
It's mine, homey, Tech, what's good?
And it ain't hard to tell how I rep my hood
You a beast like me, rep
blow by the kilo
With enough white sand to fill a whole grain silo
Move snow like winter to your door like hinges
Grow plants by the inches find me
back the track, smellin smoke off the vinyl wax
My approach is silent, quiet like a roach
My solo voodoo is here, Zapp with kazoo
What can you do when
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
you {fuck you} and that {bitch} on your bike
Brick City!!
Ah-yo.. now bust it
Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me
I be Little like your
(Nobody)
And Who Can Do It Like Me (Nobody)
Give You What You Need (Nobody)
Who Can Do You All Night Lond (Nobody)
Nobody Baby (Nobody)
Girl:
I Want
she tell me okie dokie
Can’t wife the bitch, only ring she get is Ring Round the Rosie
You niggas switching like bitches my my my name is toby
We
Keith Murray in your ass
Nigga like a hemorrhoid
It's going down, all you young ass niggas
Understand this these are classics
I don't care how much
motherfuckers a permanent crease
We don't do Entertainment Tonight, Rosie O'Donnell
Piss on niggaz like you and take your video models
Straight to Church's
get by your brain
Now ain't it good to you?
Ah-yo Keith, how you say?
Just another Boogie Down Bronx Ultramagnetic sure shot
Done at the Ultra lab
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
Uncle Toby you seem sincerely frightened
Baking bread
Don't have to worry when I'm
Baking bread
Baking bread
No one can hurt me when I'm baking bread
really sweet
Did you tell him that you like Keith Haring too
Or was that just for me
I wonder if you miss the way
My watermelon chapstick tastes
And I
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