Lyrics:
demons out like a sleeper couch
Got my fix but fixing the game be the only thing that I fiend about
There's a party in my mind you're invited
There's
Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes
Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what i mean?
Fuckin'em up like this, man...
$hort
wasn't born yesterday!
Heh heh heh!
Wait a minute...
I like that little dance you were doin' there...
(jeff simmons tries to corrupt napoleon murphy brock
might just have to picket me
Like a scab
Hard to describe in fact
Startling violent perhaps
Are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting
and my boy we handle that ya know?
I can do it by myself but I still need a little backup ya know?
[King George]
Yeah, you got No Limit records straight
kill em with a pen stroke
Now Will's son is Slade so I guess I gotta Deathstroke
I'm in a bit of little trouble with you
Cause I'm Curious like George
And we can't believe really that so
Many things have happened in
Between already! Just before I pass
You over to Paul
(Arf-arf! Arf-arf) I'd like to say
heartbeats props)
Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for
everybody looking for somebody to blame
Just because he wears a uniform don't make him the same
Now I see tears falling and they falling like rain
Wish that I
about something like that
And by the way your quotes from George Carlin
Aren't really George Carlin
Mr. Rogers never fought the Viet Cong
And Bill
never weigh more than one-fifteen
My name is Regina George
And I am a massive deal
I don't care who you are
I don't care how you feel
That's
a million-and-two seller
Hey, will you take off that hat? You look like George Washington!
I'll throw you across the river.
You'll throw me across? The what?
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
of luck
Is it the liquor or the flicker from the back porch light that’s
making every little thing you do seem just right
Baby I ain’t got a clue but
Listen up good and listen up close
This the type of story have yo mind feel blown
One day on a Sunday, lord say, that a young man by the name Georgie
the beginning, oh!
I be with a bitch that
Look like Kim Kardashian
Shitting on these niggas not by purpose
But by accident big cribs, I be 'laxing in
(Ho) , you
made out of knickers
On behalf of John and I - George speaking
- I'd like to thank you for
All the Christmas cards and
Presents and birthday
Cards
a little trippy, then I transitioned (yeah)
New attitude mixed with that pure raw (uh)
The night game, your girl called
She like, "Do me, baby, down
a little trippy, then I transitioned (yeah)
New attitude mixed with that pure raw (uh)
The night game, your girl called
She like, "Do me, baby, down
and both of 'em locked
And they're loaded, like cocked twin Glocks that I'm holdin'
You better pause when you see these two dots on your colon
Fuckin' punks,
her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who
to the bar
One slippery tory said now paul
You're manners aren't nice at all
Turn back, don't be an old hep cat
The right people don't sing like that
about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take
about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take
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