Lyrics:
K-9 Posee
The only breed that I roll with
Groomin' got me!
I'm lookin good man, I'm so lit
Disco Dog, Disco Dog
Red light, green light
Purple Blue.
Chapman
RIGHT HEAD : Michael Palin
OLD MAN : Terry Gilliam
HEAD KNIGHT OF NEE : Michael Palin
FATHER : Michael Palin
PRINCE HERBERT : Terry Jones
GUARD #1 :
Stretch!
It's "St. Retch" for the ones that don't know
Back with another one huh?
I want a sweet tea and a biscuit
I want a Sweet Tea and A Biscuit
to get with
Where yo' man at bitch?" "He's out of town flippin biscuits"
"Well open up the do' then, before I start unloadin
On your pussy from here
Yo me and my man fin to get on some disco
Come on
What you want Disco
We got it for you
Up up in the club we make 'em disco
On the street
Link with me at the disco
You already know how this go
I was cooling with my niggas on a Sunday night
Shooting pool looking cool cause my moneys right
to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan
I be comin, for that headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I even kill
and I again
No distractions, alone with my thoughts
And what a wild night it's been
Cocktails and disco biscuits
And the night bus can be a terrifying
main thing blowin' kisses (main thing)
Lift the doors on the Lambo', hit the switch (skrrt skrrt)
I got the .40 on me, haul around a biscuit (all set)
the prophetic sections of the pages
EZ Mike with the Disco Dave
He goes by the name of Disco Dave
Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave
Disco Dave, Disco Dave,
around a biscuit
Whole lotta money, whole lotta bitches
Whole lotta cars, whole lotta riches
I'm the one that put your ho up on a mission
Yeah I got
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that i flipped it
Stack soon come fat like Griffin
Under pressure they crumble like biscuit
pounds too heavy boy yeah I’m just a regular man, i need to fuck up in life every time that i can Financially struggling Selling molly biscuits to. If all
a loaf
Shawdy want some slice
Then I give her more
Started with a Biscuit
Now I gat a loaf
Shawdy want some slice
Then I give her more
Hello baby by
food
These birds are perched from bow to aft
Only biscuits, a dead man, and me on this raft
Down to my rags and my socks
I can't keep fending off
the biscuit
Grab that four and I show man misfits
Ima show you why I call it majestic
Shotgun burst it, twist it
Ima show you why I call it majestic
Shotgun
taking the biscuit
Grab that four and I show man misfits
Ima show you why I call it majestic
Shotgun burst it, twist it
Ima show you why I call it
free
Straight from your pocket man, you're getting fleeced
By the taxman
(By the taxman)
Oh, he's a dab hand
At raking in the G's
I've got a soggy bottom
Mans its already Christmas (Christmas, Christmas, Christmas)
This year really flew by (flew, flew, by)
Traveled back to the islands (P.I)
Saw living
him he wants to be free
He's got no one trying to help him or to save me
Raised by family but not his mom
Bobby at a young age was banished to Guam
Because my woman is fine as wine
And she goes by the name of Louis Line
But she didn't come here with me this time
I'm feeling real sad, but not that bad
some feelings huh man with
A handful of diamonds
Like Jay fans on an island with ray bans
Glasses, palmin' asses that probably came
With a great tan
I
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
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