Lyrics:
You know what, Stuart, I LIKE YOU. You're not like the other
People, here, in the trailer park.
Oh, don't go get me wrong. They're fine people
You took my heart
And made it collateral
You thought you were smart
Acting like a loan shark
I appear to be rich
When you took you toll
But bill by
that flower
Ion even smoke, but paranoia got my heart beating louder
Oh wait, the dollar dollar bills
I need the dollar dollar bills
I swear I'd give it
Let my people go (ooh, yeah)
This blood march you create ain't funny
Let my people go (oh)
Oh, mama, oh, mommy
Let my people go
Lord, where can we
I give up oh
Mo lagbara gan biti King Kong oh
And my face must to show for the Bill Board oh
Make E con Dey carry me Trabaye
Mio dele Shalaye
Many
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
My kinda people
Welcoming wave or a simple smile
Friend dropping by to talk for a while
When you're down they'll lift you up
Slow to judge,
hate yourself?
Power concedes nothing
This house is for the people
By the people
To serve the people
And you won't listen
You go after everybody's kids
on the phone
Friday office lounge again
People came to the show
105.3 FM P.O.D. on the radio
Oh my god
It must have been
20 years ago
20 years ago
Me and all my
Who never go broke, (I got people who)
Who never pay bills (I got people who)
Who act like they know ya (I got people who)
Who can't be touched (I
George, you wanna lead us off?
Yeah, I got one.
Oh Chri-biip-mas tree oh Chri-biip-mas tree how lovely are thou branched?
Why am I getting blipped
mister" they squeal, my mother, she's sick
He holds a small box, filled with bills
He fills their claws with crumpled tickets to temporary might
Agents
The world is so toxic, I can barely breathe
It's people that's getting killed by the police
That's why every day I get down on my knees
And pray
Welcome to yet another song by the guy
With the relaxed flow and unnamable style
An immovable object yet i move myself miles
With my sick beat
a bad chick, live up in the hills
Pay my mom's bills, recoup a half a mil
Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o
You never seen, cash money fiend
A lot
a bad chick, live up in the hills
Pay my mom's bills, recoup a half a mil
Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o
You never seen, cash money fiend
A lot
in the sand
And my God is the Sun
I'm shakin' up the game, trying to test my luck
Living life everyday, by what comes up
Yeah, I'm working
hungry they calling me and it's over
Healing my people is what I do
Sage your place and get that incense for your room
Fresh air and fresh breeze by
aches, I got pains, I got bills to pay
Oh tell me, why do I keep clinging on to things in my past?
Didn't know my youth would fly by so fast
Won't somebody
payin' the bill (it's payin' the bills)
Still I got you under my control, I only come around when I want to
I know the feeling, winter weather cold
When
bury them just like my tears, oh and my peers too they're all buried all i know is you
ANUDDA DAY, ANUDDA WORKOUT, BILL DUNN ENTERTAINMENT HOPE IT
Better sing better sing better sing
Like my whole life's hanging by a string
So I rap like my life depends on it
Hold up, I rap cause my life depends
mines that I need
And a guide that's provided by the team
Weez where you been? Oh you was getting dough
AO where you been? Oh you was getting dough
You
oh[01:10.61]Positive walahi grant yii dun[01:12.83]Who go pay my bill if my client no Dey[01:14.93]I gat family I gat bills to pay[01:16.93]And I thank God say today my
face
Omo ope i dey relate oh oh oh ye ye
All bills on god (on god)
But na you go still sort the bills
Maye wey go dey chop my data
To mama fi btc gba
.jpg/300px-Greg_Laswell_at_Doug_Fir_9_19_08_(2891838166).jpg "Greg Laswell")
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