Lyrics:
head poppin' up like the blowfish
I'm not talkin' Hootie, nigga pass the zootie
I could bag the cootie, maybe smoke the ootie
The runaway train with
that gold toothes
Old Gucci, new Gucci
Make you upgrade your booty
Whipping up that Hootie and the Blowfish
I’m getting to it chain cost a brick
that you keep gettin' my shit
Cause I've been workin' my ass off like them no booty bitches
Tryna blow like a blowfish but ain't no Hootie in this
Keep
brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote this
Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius
to guard one on one
Man you gonna need squad
Jets Curren$y maybe Harry fraud on Beat
Im a cool J from the Pj's to a Poolday
getting Blowfish from a hootie
In
gills
Eww
Hootie & the Blowfish, you should know this
Stop asking what I got like it's fucking Go-fish
I am way too focused, I got hella goals bitch
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
Petite nice body, skin and face sick
One I could shop with
Go uptown and cop with
She not a thug girl but my down chick
She know how to roll the weed
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
to murder you with more lines
Yeah
One of a kind
Shoot you at you blind
Illest to rhyme
Since I was like 5
Since I was 5
B*tch Don't Come Back At Me
them bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you
my face
And go to the places i thought id never go
Whatever though
I go on my own stepping stones
The world is ending
Not sure if its happy
how can I go to sleep
Knowin it’s Trump supporters only ignoring peace
On a roll like athletes be on wheaties
Beyond words, beyond treaties, mass
boots that I'm itching to rummage
Two quid in my back pocket who knows what I'll spend it on
A well-used telescope or maybe even Tron
On DVD, because I
entity on my lifeline
This little light of mine I might shine
Is enough to leave anybody eyesight blind
Men in black, A black man from the sideline who
those? Lemme try em on!"
Rob you blind like ya eyes closed
Nine other foes on the corner I suppose
Personal space burst his face by his nose
I need to find
Petite nice body, skin and face sick
One I could shop with
Go uptown and cop with
She not a thug girl but my down chick
She know how to roll the weed but
not enough, freak"
Echoing to break me
Like the DVD logo
Bouncing all over the TV screen
Well
Maybe I'm exaggerating
Or am I not?
'Cause they don't shut
I'ma keep the story short like a book that's read by midgets
Borinkins on the map, 130 pounds, go weight it
'swel it's Borinqieun so let me say it
came
Look out my window like sightseeing said fuck that
Throw in a couple dvds
And press play
Throw all my thought in the movie forget the next day
I
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