Lyrics:
the second flood
Of the Butterfly
Bitches know I'm bound to fly
Touch the wings
Let the birdies sing
Hear them testify by any means
We gonna see some
product it's bound to get ejected This shit is protected by computron And hard drives and main frames that it's downloaded on Virtual criminal, subtitle
turn to stone
Black sand blowing in the sky
Close your eyes
Follows whipping by, it surrounds you
Don't look or you'll turn to stone
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
[Monoxide]
I should have knew she was a freak by the way she walked
And when I talked to her, it was like she never got caught
To this day, she
hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy
Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty
Oily, greasy, fleecy
an angel and you're a joke
A shaggy dog shuffling in to give the punchline a poke
You're just dying to turn her into red riding hood
She's an angel
birds there ain't no words
For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my hair
I want it long straight curly fuzzy
Shaggy snaggy ratty matty
Oily
don't want to be here anymore, you should listen to her
Yeah, you can hear the screams by the 7 year old girl
That got killed by the Catholic priest
you think you number one?
With music, did you get make a ton?
Did you get to do everything you want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still
a ciągle ją oczerniał
Był chory na umyśle mordeczko to pewniak
Taki to był drewniak wziął i to zakazał
Wolał by alkohol na półkach wyrastał
I brawo tym panom
a panic
I called up the plug and he shipped it by transit
Shipped it by transit
High as the sky I could jump out the planet
This glock on my waist it aint
look like that
Didn't know that he rode the wave no rag
Didn't know that it wasn't me no shaggy
And they know I always got the weed, no baggie
How I'm
RIP Louie aka Droopy
RIP Josh aka Shaggy
RIP Mike aka Mookie
RIP cndrew Morlett
Who did start it?
RIP B-man, Bryan, cka B
Butterfly chasing
RIP
hairdo like Shaggy and the Mystery Incorporated Crew (Zoinks)
I don’t see the problem like Stevie Wonder watching all the 8 o’clock news
1up
She gotta
This that red shirt Shaggy Rogers
Shine too hard to sleep
Need doctor
Walk on ceiling holy father
Gotta exercise these monsters
I grew up to son my
Come on in but introduced by your doom
Seduced by the collar held by yourself or somebody else on a leash
Move your feet
You got time to lean, you got
Whuh!..
Yeah...
Whoaaaa.. (It's Friooo)
We was really outside trapping and y'all stayed in (EASTSIDE)
We was posted in the hood right by the pavement
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up
I wanna give
I woke up on Fox, found myself starring on Cops
Got chased by squad cars and cameras for two blocks
I hate the man, yeah, I ran
To HBO and stole
what?)
So we gonna do it all night long, 3 hours past by, I'm off the hook
There's girls everywhere, I swear, I swear
Smoke in the atmosphere,
pass by
And while you're at that party I'll think about you and sigh
Don't go
Don't take yourself away from me tonight
'Cause we know the only time
I wonder why I can't stay next to you
In a twilight zone
And I'm caught up by them city lights
Wondering how to see the night
Want you back thought
Running down the hall while I'm tweeting on my phone
I keep getting tripped up by the vines in the stone
Passing up the rooms with the crones making moans
to ball and dribble, no nibbles, I want the whole plate
Shaggy go for rounds, hands down, with no holster
Come with big energy, hung like a poster
I could
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