Lyrics:
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo car
Mrs. Parker I don't even know her first name
Mrs. Parker she just wanna have fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by
fun
Let's Drive to Vegas
Get married by Elvis
Let's bet it on all red
And let's do it all over again
Mrs. Parker can I chill in yo driveway
Mrs. Parker
Richter?
[JR:] I still sport the same frame, I just changed the big picture
[JR:] Now Im'a sit your ass down right in the front row
[JR:] To let you know how
thinkin' you done it, I put my fist in it
Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a bitch split it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't enough fuckin' chips
the chocolate
I just took several pieces, I'm off it (Sheesh)
The hoe not hetero, she like her options
I look incredible plug in her socket
That bitch is hot get
brought on by a witch's curse
Dorothy made me laugh (ha ha)
I felt much better so I went back
To the violent room (tell us what you did)
Let me tell
brought on by a witch's curse
Dorothy made me laugh (ha ha)
I felt much better so I went back
To the violent room (tell us what you did)
Let me tell
one and out, that's one song down
That's heatrock, let's go, I'ma step out
J.R. lace 'em up, I'ma come back in a minute, ya'll get busy
Alright we got
and she said
"Whoever's calling can't be as cute as you"
Right then I knew I was through
(Dorothy Parker was cool)
My pants where wet, they came off
let off Ray Ray find out he gone
Now Ray Ray hurting the boy devastated
He thinking I need me some get back them boys shouldna' did that to Rio my
J.R., come and get down with J.R.
He was always in the right place at the right time
Had a lifeline
Wiser than 95% of the sci-fi
Four doors and his
and J.R.
Pigeons know who they are, niggaz gotta pay off
Snitches known to say all if chickens on the radar
I'm at it cuz I get it on my day off
Ain't
shawty scream
Gotta add some value, if you want in on my team
Niggas better watch out, get hit by a dirty beam
I been through some hard times, Father God,
guarded by police
Me tek ten thousand chariots just fi reach
Well, mi see she blush then she bawl good grief
Gwan Jr. Gong you is living masterpiece
the meanest nastiest rootenest-tootenest blobfish to ever fly the Seven
But before that all happened there was a man by the name of Jo Jinnan Jr
That was
the AK
But I kill these rappers
I'm a walking, breathing payday
[?] nigga got the Ray Rays
Get away, get away, get away, get away
Better do you or do
talkin' stuff
In a violent room
Fighting with lovers past
I needed someone with a quicker wit than mine
Dorothy was fast
Well, I ordered - Yeah, let me get
the byrd call
If the cops are coming
Get to hop and running
Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stopping
Young'un put away that herb, raw
Let us know
and she said
"Whoever's calling can't be as cute as you"
Right then I knew I was through
(Dorothy Parker was cool)
My pants where wet, they came off
black
How many
How many know what that mean
How many really bout the biz
How many really down for war
How many whites gone get down
How many blacks gone
got's my spider web
Keepin' me alive
C'mon Ray
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Let's Just Get Naked
I know
The darkest shit in it smoking up to infinite
Renegade, nigga let's get it straight from the gate
I'ma tell you what it is, I'ma tell you what it ain't
See
a must I fliz-oss
My dream team wrestle for cheese like Eric Bischoff
From the kickoff to tip off, I give off rays from the VVs
Ice glazed like lip
like this, take it easy, Lucille
I like the way Sammy sings and I like the way Frank sings
But I can get a little Frank, Sammy, little Ray Charles
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