Lyrics:
we're
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
But the kids don't mind
We had a drink going up in
62nd Assassinater know what I'm sayin? style is coming
Boom
This recorded and it's dirty and it's stinkin', funkier than regular
Abuse, so I was
No stinkin' thinkin' boy
What you thinkin' boy
No stinkin' thinkin' boy
What you thinkin' boy
No stinkin' thinkin' boy
What you thinkin' boy
No
don’t give a fuck what they think
Fuck what you thinkin nigga
I’m from stinkin Lincoln nigga
Fuck what you thinkin
Where them niggas don’t care
Leave your
a kitchen in my house
I don't go in there anymore
I'm scared of the kitchen cloth
Scared of the kitchen cloth
It's so stinkin', I don't know what it's
the tinted shivs
She said, "What's your perfume?"
I said, "I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich"
I went from a chump to a champ, yes I flipped this script
You'd get
cant get much worse Sit right down
Quench your big thirst I'm tied down with stinkin thinkin
Stinkin thinkin gets you nowhere I'm weighed down with
and there you are
You got your
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin
Parody Of Stinkin' Problem by David Ball (Ball/Shamblin/Ziff). Almo Music Corp./Hayes Street Music/EMI-April Music (ASCAP). Low Country Music/New
on the next dimension
My flow is co-hension, you'll be startled
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over
and there you are
You got your
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Stinkin
I chase Franklins
And I make deposits
This kush stinkin my blunt on exotic
Y'all been hating I get it
I got it
But I got no patience can't wait any
you're stinkin' of gin again
Can't face the facts, you can't say it's true
Old mother's ruin's got the better of you
Wearing you out and she's sucking you
buddy, stop talkin' bout my buddy
Just cuz I eat McChickens, doesn't mean I woop any lickens
Yo why do you have a chicken?
Yo one I'm a stinkin'
You
(money)
Bando used to smell like some stinkin' enchiladas (bando)
The streets is a jungle, got to watch for the koalas (snoopers)
All I ever wanted was
on the stage
But like all wee lads, sometimes he was bad
And went off to play on the flats
Come home to a tub all covered in mud
And stinkin' of this and that
Stinkin' to high Heaven!
Take a whiff on me, that ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to look and you don't have to see
to die stinkin' like this
I don't deserve to die stinkin' like this
Though she's gone
I dance on
Though she's gone
I dance on
When everything around you
I made this shit in my kitchen
It only took twenty minutes
Guess that I been overthinking
My momma concerned with my drinkin' I'm stinkin'
I just
Chorus:
D.L. in that thang right thurr
She grind up on that thang right thurr
Well momma shakin' that thang right thurr
This stinkin' out ya speakers
You leachin' ass, stinkin' ass
Reachin' ass, drinkin' ass
Sesh sucker
I say "it's not my fault" and that "I steal it by default"
But if you're gonna
of the mornin'
Gun in her mouth while your bitch breath stinkin' and yawnin'
I had to talk to my young boy before he get life
Watch these left niggas 'cause
You don't care anymore, you stinkin' rotten,
Oh, you forgot what soap is for, you
Your hair it smells like cottage cheese,
It makes me wobbly
SHACK
WE SIT IN DA CAMP BY DA KEROSENE LAMP
AND BRAG ABOUT DA HUNTING WE DONE
WE'RE SWEATY OL' STINKIN' SAUNA BEER DRINKIN'
DEER HUNTING SON OF A GUNS
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