Lyrics:
dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like
that
"But before I go on," he said, "I need another drink"
And he turned to uncle and said, "You know what I think?"
I'm the man, I'm the man
I rock so
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
It's a Russian joke
It's a line of coke
It's a key lime pie
And with all of that said
Now I've made it my home
Yes I've made it my home now
And I'm not
on a string, cross you up like Uncle Drew
Steal a piece of Pie, you gon' Die, death by Pew
Said you're better off without me, now look at you
Yeah, I'm vibing
when I said fuck it gon make them believe, I been on my shit bitch talking qs & p’s, cooking in this bitch like I got recipe, can’t believe my uncle gone
Use your telephone, eat your food
And go down on uncle Jesse
My fucking fat daughter getting
Plowed by that kid
He's like a fucking discount
Kmart Kirk
Generation's
We grew up seeing senzos
They lying
If they said they have been in the bando
Free uncle he got caught up again
We know he's the problem one
I need
them thangs, you feel
Ran off in her uncle's spot with the stainless steel
Put the burner to his face with the aim to kill
And said, she don't fuck
today
Had an uncle who was farmin' down in Tennessee
And I stopped by to see him there brought this friend with me
He had a daughter seventeen whose name
he couldn't afford
Funny thing was though he never did ask for no pay
Said he was always a workin' for the Lord
Now Uncle John have the sickness
he couldn't afford
Funny thing was though he never did ask for no pay
Said he was always a workin' for the Lord
Now Uncle John have the sickness
and lath was right
Plaster and lath was king, better than drywall
Hold on, it's time to plaster now
Uncle Norman has a list of chores
Yeah, he said to set
gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky,
Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly
I grew up
that
But think how we think about it
I sit on the stand
Creepy Uncle Joe
And I get hot, I got a lot of, I got hairy legs that turn
Creepy Uncle Joe
cypher en go like make I drop some bars
Nsi ya ""sure"", o si m when I fit come en side
Nsi ya na o ma m bu moro maka m na-aga hospital
My uncle daa
hustle with that pack
Trynna make that shit back
You said you lost me
I'm surrounded by these niggas
And surrounded by these killers said you lost me
pinkish-purplish-bluish-yellowish-greenish-brownish-reddish in hue
She was every color in the world
By then, I was standing on the bench
My mouth agape
Once again, Uncle Len turned to me and this time he said
[Chorus]
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
Pink cookies in a plastic bag, getting crushed by buildings
I'll take 30
manganese and light aluminum
And there roars a mighty furnace now to fight for Uncle Sam
Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam
In
roars a mighty furnace now to fight for Uncle Sam
Spawned upon the King Columbia by the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter of that wild
Christmas Day
Last night my child looked up at me and said
"Uncle Steve?"
He didn't know I was his father
And I didn't know for sure either
I just assumed I
knee
Said "Miss Mousie will you marry me"
I'll have to ask my Uncle Rat
See what he will say to that
Well, Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat
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