Lyrics:
Big Bird:
Sorry kids. Today's letter is....threeee!
Kermit:
Uhhhh, Big Bird, three is a number *chuckle*
Big Bird:
Exactly, the number three, which is
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
exactly what I'm after.
Sometimes a tear should fall, but I require giggles and chuckles
Laugh,
When you're keepin' a secret
And it seems to be known
far
I swear I'm gonna catch you with
Your fingers in the honey jar
(Ann chuckles) "that's right"
I'll get to the truth if it's
The last thing I do
I
(yeah)
Visionary still won't tunnel me (yeah)
Me to you, now that will chuckle me
Devilish views when they're aiming at a prophet
Emitting pain 'til
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
and put one in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck 'em, they know already but fuck 'em
Tell 'em again with a middle finger and a chuckle
You don't know nann
are bound to win, if you will only buckle down
If you fight you'll chuckle at defeat
If you fight your luck'll not retreat
Knuckle down Winsocki,
of person you have fun with
(chuckles)
If it look this good i wonder how it taste
Baby if I touch your body
Hear you scream my name
Would you whisper to me
time to step
But my grimeys is the grimiest
With love for me pop, pop, pop
And send a chuckle up above for me
Ayo, currency kept passin' me by
But I
-
Built like a million-piece puzzle
Put together by hustle, who wanna scuffle?
We laugh to the bank and you
Chuckle - keep the change
My genetic
the college Southern Con, known as SCSU
But when I often go and visit they say, "P bust a rhyme"
I shake my head and then chuckle, and throw up the peace sign
partners, Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson
So nothin moves funny, at the rappin session
I'm Strictly Biz and knuckles, no time for laugh or chuckles
I drop clear
Hollywood, I came from a different planet
Leave it up to me to break the news you won't see on the screen
Chuckle at you motherfuckers, we the last
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
man, keeps my belt unbuckled
Book a look on my grill with no signs of a chuckle
Or laughter, cause my name ain't Casper
The Friendly Ghost, but I
on the other side
Sunshine's better every time you make
That smile of yours reappear
You chortle, chuckle, giggle, mumble and
Swing like a bitch
'Til the day is
maturing beyond your,
"So-called" rap years... (toby chuckles in background)
Now suddenly like a ghost from the past
You present the public with
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
of style
Rockin off beat with a smile or smirk
Or chuckle, yet some are not up to
Cypress Hill Posse, so I love to
Step in the jam and slam, I'm not
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
and respected on any block you be on
And be on, stand there, get your md on
I chuckle 'cos there's nuthin' to waste energy on
There you have it
The uncut raw
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