Lyrics:
' high
That's why he by my side
(By my side)
Close your eyes you good by my side
(By my side)
Feelin' high
I got him
Feelin' high
(Feelin' high)
I'm so fly
Meet us at the gate, where we only break loose
Never spread fake news, it's
Old
Never get me in a hold like Ted Nugent
I'm bold
Fame? Abuse it?
I would
thinkin’
Hey Ted, whatcha feelin’
In neighborhood blocks we knew
We did boy stuff
Got into mischief
And were inseparable, too
You are my brother, now you are
but you're bulletproof
You won't ever see the darkness, but you got the darkest
Your soul will be eternal, but living in infernal
And now I'm popping
have who, and which girl wanted to ride on
His jim, one got up and kissed Glen
And took him in a room, goddamn he's in
Teddy Ted and Special K was
Get your groove on now
Get up high & get on down
Get up high & get on down
Yo
Lookie here
My conscience clear
I'm without fear, where I'm living
(Stuffing)
I finally opened up on some new shit
With tooth, fang and claw like Ted Nugent
I don't conduct myself, please excuse it
Orange dust in the nose, oh
I speak my mind, what you think about that?
Fuck Kid Rock! These I've words I've spat!
Fuck Ted Nugent! He a rat!
I'll burn your hats thats red!
You got me feelin' blue, you got me feelin' down
You got me feelin' through, like no one else around
You got me feelin' blue (You got me feelin
My name
Is Ted Nugent
And I'm coming
For your fugent
If your wondering what a fugent is it's (Wonderin')
Kinda like a guy that (A guy)
Looks a little
BakerSchmacks
Feelin the way that I'm feelin right now
(Ocean)
Reporting live BakerSchmacks
Ima stay up and I'll never come down
(That's Dom the Bomb
Got a lot of haters
Got a nigga feelin' famous
Really feelin' famous
I'm really feelin' famous
Got so many haters
Got a nigga feelin' famous
Feelin alright man step by step, step by step, step by step
Step in the room and I feel uptight but I feel alright and I'm on through the night
Feel
I'm'ma bolt
Smartass, like a dolt
Dealin' scares like a polt
ergeist, stares while her eyes rolled
Out her head, onto the table
Got shit hands, but won't
the street nigga, you're done
Like a child support judge, we hold court son
Glen Beck want us all to die
And Ted Nugent want us all to die
But real niggas
Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group
school, you were such a sight,
Then I saw you at the Ted Nugent show, you got kicked out for starting a fight.
Puttin' lids on at the Ragu plant keeps
'm feelin' real good
I'm just slidin' down a rainbow, got a lot of leg room
I'm lookin' for my pot of gold (I'm lookin' for my pot of gold)
I know I'll get
cha
Feelin good
I'm feelin
I'm feelin feelin
Time fly by when you in my presence
Got to thank God though for the blessing
Body look right in them low
I can tease it and squeeze it and please it all by myself
But I want you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Cuz I like what you do
And you do it, do it well
I got
At the strip joint, where we met
He said 'Hi, my name is Ted
See that one over there
That ball of thunder
Every time she goes Vavoom,
I wiggle in my chair
At the strip joint, where we met
He said 'Hi, my name is Ted
See that one over there
That ball of thunder
Every time she goes Vavoom,
I wiggle in my chair
Money, I'm paid (blast off on these niggas)
I got money on the drank
And half on the dank
(The greatest DJ in the world, east side)
Yeah, thank god
like Kennedy
Got hoes on my line like assembly
Fuck a movie bitch
I'll make a trilogy
You can tell by my vibe
Im Tennessee
If you look at the signs im
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