Lyrics:
live like a movie
Yellin, "Do me! Do me!" Too much loose booty
They want to be Blowfish like Hootie (chill)
Premature pregnancy is ill
You never
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
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
and a stoner motivated mother fucker,
Don’t ever count me out I ain’t no one’s sucker,
Not your Hootie and The Blowfish Darius Rucker,
Not into Rock and Roll but
no heater
Call me daddy yankee when i burn the gasolina
Something like soccer cause i never use manos
Stereo width all these beatles be mono
take me
Respect mine, I'm livin'life by the tech 9
I'm livin' now while I'm still hea
Fuck it when I'm gone
Long as tha homies pour the beer I know
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
in the club goofy
You see these girls showing love goofy
They wanna blowfish like I was Hootie
Balling on these N***** like Doug Flutie
Made for tv
the cold gift, leave your ho stiff
Make your ho sniff Hootie and the Blowfish
Obey the coke king
Cause every motherfucker in rockin' loaded, I'm on that
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
like Hootie and the Blowfish
Or have em on they knees yo, now they feelin' so sick
Flossin' Rays and Jays but still be havin' one wish
City's full
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
Can’t do this all, no use in helping, you would come rescue me,
Somehow your love will set me free
Now, I can let my life pass me by, can’t get
Sick) hey, I've got a way
Let's fill them up with peanuts and popcorn
And then see how they play
Hey, Mr Vendor, listen to me
Those Jacksons could use
yeah yeah
Cut You Off
But you cant blame me though
Thought you was a main role you Was just A cameo
Truth is i Use to wanna be a hero
Time passed then i
with their bodies off in your trunk
To me the cards is not belong I use that strong arm robbery
Robbin spree, look at me, W-M-B
Backwards, takin you
Inside boy, yeah
Inside boy, yeah
She gets me woozy
Chasing for that coochie
Give her the Hitchcock when we're making a home movie
Yeah, she
or you can leave my
Bloody body in the motherfuckin' boat
Fuck everything and fuck myself
Fuck what you think
Leave me hanging by a belt
Brain banging with
use to ride the IndyGo
So I don't know what they envy for
I done sold so many bows
Lost so many niggas that shit left me with an empty soul
You don't
doing
Curves on curves
Hypnotized by your movements
Slurred I'm sauced
Baby don't be an illusion
Swang wit me
Bright lights
Don't fade on me
Shawty
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