Lyrics:
don't wait up at night for me, no more I make excuses to the hat-rack by the door My kind of happiness has finally come Bet you know, it's kinda sad
Now Heda has hundreds of hats on her hatrack So how can a hop to Tahiti help that Snobby Miss. Nora is sniffing her snuffer The snuffer's no sniffing
I hang my head up on your hatrack So I can find a way to get back To when everything you said was such a mystery And I didn't even know why you were
reflected in your touch I'm reminiscing of what could have been Oooh Oooh I'm out on my own now And there's no hat-rack for my heart And so it sits alone
Recognize, motherfucker Use your head for more than a fuckin' hatrack Punk motherfuckers, word up, MFC for life
an equation for how many bullets it take That's two in the pink and one in the stinker That's one in his ass crack hang that lil boy on a hatrack leave a nigga
an equation for how many bullets it take That's two in the pink and one in the stinker That's one in his ass crack hang that lil boy on a hatrack leave a nigga
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