Lyrics:
Well hello there
Welcome to Dr. Singh's
Why don't you tell me a little bit
About what brings you in?
'Cause just by lookin' at you
I can tell that
Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast
And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
And I pass by from town
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
shopping
Cop da Yeezys and I'm trappin out em addicted to designer I got a problem
Yeah the jeans Im wearin made by robin
Bakery da gang my niggas solid
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
service
Pray the Lord I’m in my bag but you can call it a Birkin
These rap niggas never step up to me
I’m making them nervous
I’m probably God Body, Bob
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
as one
If everybody under the sun
Add some music to your day
(Add some music add some add some music to your day)
A bob didit a bop didit
You'll
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie
Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
my girlfriend Jim, and Ian, and Aynsley, and Bob, and Frank... I mean, none of us...
Pleased to meet you...
Hi Howie
We never met a pop star from
Boom Shaka Laka
It's Major Tom
Heard somebody called the love doctor
Uh'
months I was living at my mom's
And I didn't pay rent but I did mow the lawn
Whenever she was gone, I would throw a party
Invited up every Carly and Tom
Huh
I been on a mission
I feel like Tom Cruise
I been whipping in the kitchen
I got pot in the stu
I be kicking my pimpin in my Nike shoes
yeah
I
Flashy cars mountain bikes (Gang)
Po-po-poetry got the lines (Lines)
Dr. Seuss on the line (Damn)
Got a problem it's solved done
Five stars like sponge bob
could of never slept away
Something bout the mic, it kept me safe
And I'm okay
But I'm only being honest
My mood changing by the day
The doctor never help
to my shit if you ain't gone share it
And that's True Kese by the way, It's Greezy
I think I found my groove
Young M.A every line a Ooouuu
You all, need
body all that
Ten toes baby yea
I ride by myself it's betta for my health
Ride by myself hard trusting someone else
This world get you knelt everybody
of their palms
And a whole bunch of guns wrapped tight in their arms
See them bastards woke me up when they broke my alarm
I was getting my ass licked by
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
as one
If everybody under the sun
Add some music to your day
(add some music add some add some music to your day)
A bob didit a bop didit
You'll hear it
of high school
But they doctors using bullets to prescribe you
They love it when that coroner describe you
Toe tag, was tagged by four rags for cold cash
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