Lyrics:
Soft Gator Girl
(Scott Long, 1999)
The Fox Hunters/Donald Willie and His Dog (traditional)
Soft Gator Girl (Scott Long; arranged by Scott Long
the percussion
Blast you fast there go production
Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona,
fightin' for a Christian nation
I'd be fightin' for survival from extermination
I wouldn't fight for Fox News, them racist niggas
I'd be fightin' for
what's with you fox
Can't you take me to your box
I came here to see your meter
They call me Peter the meter reader"
By the time he found my meter it
in the eye and said rappers don't die
We not gonna have an' tour, but we gon get by
So most of us gonna be in hell high, kickin'
Now put the rhyme
sunny
But slyer than an urgent fox tryin' to catch a bunny
In the snow
I'm try'na get paid like a ho
Or better yet the pimp that's rakin' in her dough
Beasts and trees are warning me
Great danger in the country
They're coming from the old castle
By order of the queen
Ground is shaking all around
your ass plus Julio down by the schoolyard
Don't try dissing me, because your style is history
I'm packing more flavour than the kernel's(sp?)
bust, bust, no discuss
Rush in position to blaze, stard bustin'
Circumstance put you in a panic, hold ya cannon
Fox 5, got ya hangin' from the wire
Where
ridden down by rich toff
Masonic handshake soon gets him off
We won't sit back and take this shit
Into the field and put an end to it
"The saboteurs,
to sport fox
Izod alligator shirt with the socks
Louie Vuitton, I used to rock it like farm
Gucci with the tag, not painted on
Now them days done gone,
cha-cha'd, and fox-trotted, and we waltzed
And he had his hand on her hip, and it felt like electricity
And he said, "Mild weather we're having"
And she
for cash
Assassins faster than The Flash
Amass a body count, surpass the sound barrier
And shattered by the splatter, rattled you
Waking, shake you
sixteen
Life been a full term for erasing a dream
Don't be confused by the shit
They put on the tube
And the New York Post and the damn Fox News
It's
Well, well, well well
Who is that fox
Over by the jukebox
In those Daisy Duke jeans?
She's A Mona Lisa
She's a masterpiece
Diamond in the rough,
2-0-0-5 powrót do przeszłości hahaha
To nie Michael J Fox za mike'm E-R-O
Sprawdź to ziom pow
Chciałbym zapoznać was z Bielańskim stylem
Erape,
to my mom
When I was poor
I was like a hungry fox
Now look, I saved a lotta
Buddies from the basement
I just bought a christian
It's blinging on my
brush
"Oh, little fox, you got caught in the teeth of a hunter's trap"
And tore through skin and bone
Where iron teeth take hold
And underneath
troubles, so please, don't do that
Don't do that with my dog
They 'oot back by any means
Move in tact, hate I gotta tell 'em, "Use that gat" (ta-ta,
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