Lyrics:
house on it, mouths running
That's just what the outcome is, how funny
Now suddenly these people down for me
"Wow buddy, wow buddy"
You think they proud
Gambu Buddies
Gumbu Buddies
Gambu Buddies
Gambu Buddies
If y'all don't know about my baby sis let me explain
She the only one who took the time
Give me it now, I'm not the guy you want to piss off
By any means, I get what I want and I want it all
Rock with me, guitar please
I'm egotistical,
I'm goin down to Pulaski
With this guy that I know
He got up one hour before me
He was all ready to go
And so we loaded up the Booyah
And got her
said...
We are not groupies! You better understand that!.. I told Robert Planet, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys...
Robert PLANET?!
We are
down the street
You're the best ever and whoever met ya
I know they would all agree
Cuz that's my buddy, buddy
That's my best friend
Down and out, I got
Out all day
Minding my own
Getting kinda late
So I headed home
Said I'd stop by
So I showed up
Whats's that there in your cup
Stay but a minute
Then
dem?
I've been livin' this life
Lookin' real good, they got me in Hollywood
They say that I'm blind
By all the shiny things, designer frame
Can't
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
these things, right. I mean like, who does his hair? I mean like, his hair's so frizzy. I mean like, you guys can probably get some, like, anti-friz
Dey turn (Turn) ye ye ye ye
She say she want it me bad man give Her that (She say that)
She never mind other guy (I can't lie)
You're looking right
Yeah Young Moola Baby
Now it was me and lil cc and we was chillin by ourselves
Orville Red and popped a pill and now im feelin myself
all these cuts
That you guys are going
Into, that seemed they had nothing to
Do with a rapper i was
Talking about a band of thinkers that
Could remove religion, race,
I'm the bad guy
And I'm gonna be the best damn bad guy that I can be
Look around and you'll notice that
I'm surrounded by soldiers
Them other
make 'em love me
In the back of the lac cut it just like that
Oh, oh
You can be my cuddy, cuddy buddy,
Fo' sho' you can ride with me
Girl don't act like
make 'em love me
In the back of the lac cut it just like that
Oh, oh
You can be my cuddy, cuddy buddy,
Fo' sho' you can ride with me
Girl don't act like
the day they argued
Over how he'd be recorded
"Hand over that guitar, amigo
Give it to that session guy"
And Buddy said "Pat, That'll be
The Day that I die"
times
And how it all flys on by
Faster than my four wheel drive
How cowgirls ride
Oh my
Damn if they could hear us right now
Hook
Got a six pack of bud
You've got a problem
You're drunk all the time
Are you even sure that this phone number's mine?
[Guy]
Uh, yea, uh...
Wait, what?
[Kelly]
If that confused
On the party bus and sipping crown and coke I'm feeling like a Surrey Jack
All my buddies from PM and Tammy blazing feeling like a Surrey Jack
Buddy
and
Start a recession, the big dog, the boss hog
What I want is the question:
I want it all, I want it all
I need it all right now, i want it all
I gotta get
the third
Who went by the nickname of Buddy
Led a life that tells a helluva story
But today is the day that it ends
He Was the only son of Peggy and Louis
I saw her Sunday
Down by the breakers
She drove right by me
I was stunned to realize
That she was riding with
That dime-a-dozen guy
First
though, I'll fight guys
Buddy showed his real colors, they look real off
But that's what happen, when that fake shell peel off
Fuck that, niggas know all
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