Lyrics:
I build the ships we?re proud to sail
I give my man a full dinner pail
I clerk
I fight
I warden at night
I plan
I rig
I jockey a jeep
I build the ships we?re proud to sail
I give my man a full dinner pail
I clerk
I fight
I warden at night
I plan
I rig
I jockey a jeep
dinner and wearing a chinchilla
I did it for my town to show 'em the big picture
Kid hit the switch, I promise to never switch up
This is for my brother
Breakfast, lunch and dinner when you die
Listen to the sirens wail
Redirected to his bedside garbage pail
She'll never know that the ship set sail
Headed for
come out to take a leak.
Our cat partakes of dinner when a sudden kangaroo
Emerges from the undergrowth and asks to use the loo.
Kangaroos aren't
Come to the dinner gong
The table is laden high
Fat bellies and hungry little ones
Tuck your napkins in
Take your share
Some get the gravy
many bars, my face turning pale
I got the water on me, got a pail
Feds blitz, I ain’t going to jail
I got a bone nigga you can sell
I’m on the block
Welcome to the trail, don't know of the devil
Unless you're carrying the pail walking straight on the level
Was sure i'd retell a rerun of the story
the pace at which he shoveled his meals
Like not a farmer among us had a harvest survive the winter
So dinner split a lima bean and triplets, pick a winner
out loud, for no reason
I use to take them cans back and collect them nickels
Trading garbage pail kid cards for sweet pickles
The whole block used
I don't like to talk
Black paint on my nails
Tattoos on my arm
Nasty like Garbage Pail
This ain't Halloween
But I made that bitch scream
Oh my God
Always made me wish
You'd stay awhile
Make you dinner
Hold you right
Cuz I know your mine
Pull you tight
Watch flicks
Relax your mind
I know you been
up
Spaces higher than these clowns
Running a different race
I'm really not satisfied in human states
I preferred a dinner date first Maine
Now
My stick'll blow,
U in a hole,
I'm in ya hoe,
css on her like a dinner roll,
My patient pole,
Will steal a soul,
I hope u don't,
Think this a joke,
I'm
a beginner with these flows/I’m having dinner on the coast/sipping fine wine discussing business with my folks/fuck giving it a go treat my lyrics like they
what I hear
Well it Started to disappear
And in a show of good faith
My place was considered
A sinner
Not the type you invite for dinner
Or into your
My sister sent me to come and get you in,
It's time to take your dinner and you know you're to come in when your called.
I can see you up
So I'm swimmin' in a different lake
Rollin' deep dishes
Got the Caddy on dinner plates
So whats for supper motherfucker
Much bigger scale
My rhyme
Figgity fresh
I’m the devil
I’m possessed by a poof headed demon type of sinner
Ladies walking at me looking pretty wanting semen for their dinner
But no
on the wrong side of the law
Stuck in this jail piss in a tin pail
And a guy with no hands just a claw
It's thirty years later in the land of the gator now
climb that ladder
It takes me back to things that matter
Eighty acres and a Friday night
First date dinner in the cab beneath the moonlight
Cushion
a fucking pail playing in sand
You other nas fucking a man, like damn
Like, hot, I’m hotter than
Bacon inside the pan, na
Up at the derby playin
What’s good
Every time I climb that ladder
It takes me back to things that matter
Eighty acres and a Friday night
First date dinner in the cab beneath
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