Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Jennifer Hewitt's rare
La,la,la,la...She's famous
And she's nice!
Jennifer Hewitt's rare
La,la,la,la...She's famous
and down
Like a Yo-yo
Oh no
That's just how we do it
Smith and Smith hitting aces
Call us Lleyton Hewitt
Coz that's how it goes bro
You don't even know bro
Tight fist, friends
The gospel according to pat hewitt
The gospel according to pat hewitt
The gospel according to pat hewitt
If it's written on a sweater
spark let's do it
They want no smoke I knew it
Fah fah yeah I shoot through it
Hit you back to back like Hewitt
Let's do it
Let's do it
Let's do it
Let's
Used to trappin' in the mail and on computers
And I'm my own shooter
I got that white girl that's that Jennifer Love Hewitt
White girls yea they all
hardly wait
Cuz Jenny Love Hewitt, you will be mine
It may take some luck, it may take some time.
You might get wrinkled, you might get old
But ill be
The Bit. All the skeebs are the Northgate Mall. Jennifer Love Hewitt's cleavage.
The Inspiration Chest. Biz Markee, yeah I know we butchered your song.
used to be something to live for
A paycheck at the end of the week
The American dream was never more
Than a house down by Hewitt's Creek
There used to be
video's gone viral on YouTube
That Love Hewitt's i-Pod's got my CD
That I'm getting more than Rocco Siffredi
Tell her
Tell her anything but the truth
Tell
a good job, and I really don't think so, but in all this discussion, no one has stepped forward to say what a truly remarkable job Jennifer Love Hewitt has
family
The heat, a cauldron of dread
As Hewitt's victims lie dead
Through a serrated blade
They all met their end
They all met their end
This is
the honey looking laced?
[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen, Howard Hewitt
I can say I never met a girl, no, no
Who satisfied my mental and my physical
forever
Ladies and gentlemen, Howard Hewitt
I can say I never met a girl, no, no
Who satisfied my mental and my physical thing
When I lay me down
a scotch he'll buy me a beer
Tight fist, friends
The gospel according to Pat Hewitt (x3)
If it's written on a sweater then I'd better not do it
gotta gotta,
the honey looking laced?
[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen, Howard Hewitt
I can say I never met a girl, no, no
Who satisfied my mental and my physical
Story)
Rah...Rah..Rah...Rah
Hey..
[Verse 2]
I remember bout '80, Jamaica explode
When a Trinity and Tony Hewitt dem a run road
That a long
the shit like I was Mike Hewitt
Don't, test me though, homie I might do it
Check my track record, the feelin' go right to it
It was easy for me, I was
been frontin'
Yo ain't no mic to it, city see right through it
I was born to be the shit like I was Mike Hewitt
Don't test me though, homie I might do
(Jerry Kilgore/Ted Hewitt/Monty Powell/Sarah Majors)
Don't be afraid darling you can tell me
What it takes to make your world turn
If you're
returned (Jackson Hewitt!)
Uh girl, I'ma show you what it's made for
Ain't that what you came for?
You ain't gotta say something
I know you want it bad
You
Jennifer Love Hewitt
But I still think we should do it
You're not Scarlett Johansson
But you're good at romancing
You're no Rachel Kapelski
That's just
day the preacher says
Lift the veil and go ahead
She was Jennifer Lopez, Gywneth Paltrow
She was little Miss Love Hewitt
I never had a chance
She
that they pursue with
Serve with pace like Lleyton Hewitt
Serving it back,
Why would you know you ain’t heard all the tracks
I’ve just been working
sense
Know my flow go stupid
I'm taxing for tracks I'm the rap Jackson-Hewitt
Fuck what you said, fuck what you heard
Y'all talking crazy fucking absurd
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