Lyrics:
grinder
Daydreams I'm with my bejing slanted no china
No magic In these birds still she my larry
O'Brien I ain't lying it's hard to love mary
M A R Y H O
Railway of Chicago building trains
The Central Vermont and Boston and Maine
Jeremiah O Brien of the BAR
Betsy Ross of Shawmut moves hopper cars
EJ and E
Emily, Emily, Emily Willis
Ich geb Emily den Dick-Juice, ja, sie will es
Emily, Emily, Emily Willis
Ich seh´ sie auf TUSHY und ihr Ass kriegt die
3h00 du mat' dans la caisse
Yeah yeah yeah yes
Flash de Willi dans la veste
Yeah yeah yeah yes
3h00 du mat' dans la caisse
Yeah yeah yeah yes
Flash
thibbit qolbaha fuqil hayal
A'millaha timtsal
Illi tsirrit willi too~'bit willi robbit
Willi syalit hamli jhibaal..
A'millaha timtsal
Illi thibbit qolbaha
like we do in Cali
Just ask one of my patients 'cause they always tell me that the
K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The more I
Jack-----Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
H-you-S-T-L-E-are hustler
(kid drop in)
Yo man you know what I'm sayin?
You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin
(Swear, Yeah)
I'm bout to get lit
I'm losing control
So run me my dough
We finna blow up
Bi**h I'm the s**t
I ain't worried bout ya bi**h
He suck on my
(coro)
a,c,h,e,p,e,t,-,k,i,ll,a
que suenen las anécdotas,
que notas al compas de..
a,c,h,e,p,e,t,-,k,i,ll,a
puntos son distintos aunque busquemos
Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the Black Frank White
Is here to excite and throw dick to dykes
Bitches I like 'em brainless, guns I like 'em stainless steel
Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the Black Frank White
Is here to excite and throw dick to dykes
Bitches I like 'em brainless, guns I like 'em stainless steel
Hi we'd like to do, um
An idea for you that was related to the
"H2O-G-A T-E, Watergate Blues" In March of
1973, we wrote the "Watergate Blues
"
wait to do the video and bring that glass out
Keisha ridin' shotgun in my new drop, I feel like Ca$h Out
So much cash in her Birkin, that bitch
H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
(Kid drop in)
Yo man you know what I'm sayin?
You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin down.
You got the fly cars, the girls,
like H-town got that popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Then everybody run
like H-town got that popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Then everybody run
like H-town got that popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Platinum grills everybody else copping the same
Then everybody run
braat braat when it bang
And it seem like H-Town got the popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else coppin the same
Platinum grills everybody else
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
them thangs
Or how the gat go braat, braat, braat, braat when it bang
And it seems like H-town got that popular slang
Platinum grills everybody else
The pluck hood seller, the Good fella,
The twenty-one year old Beretta,
The Ca$h Money contract receiver,
The erase a non-believer,
big yay, a plush-ass place to stay
Po-lice, they wanna run in
Talkin' on cell phones got a lotta kings done in
I wanna live like Arnold, Willis
big yay, a plush-ass place to stay
Po-lice, they wanna run in
Talkin' on cell phones got a lotta kings done in
I wanna live like Arnold, Willis
Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the black Frank White
is here to excite and
throw dick to dykes
Bitches I like em brainless
Guns I like em stainless steel
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