Lyrics:
Whoa-oh-oh
Jb, JB
Why you always in a mood?
Fuckin' 'round, actin' brand new
I ain't tryna tell you what to do
But try to play it cool
Baby,
When I play the drums I play them slowly
When I play the drums I play them slow
When I play the drums I play them fast
When I play the drums, I play
When I play the drums I play them slowly
When I play the drums, I play them slow.
When I play the drums, I play them fast,
When I play the drums, I
Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other dj's say "damn"
If rhyme was a drug, you know I'd sell it by the gram
My soul
I want men
Not mice
No stoppin'
My throw
Hah!
Get this!
Reds are
Back bills
Work
Or play ball
Or just turn me loose
I know
me?"
Am I the target, for destruction?
What about the system, and total corruption?
I can't work at no fast-food joint
I got some talent, so don't
I'ma call this one Grey Goose, yeah, trenches Just like how time sneak up on you, so do
This too, so fast, Grey bottle, white trees, yeah, yeah,
fast
Nigga please, I'm wearin' these when I cut my grass... freeze
All you niggas wanna touch my cash
The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I
Play outside
And say things like
Can I reel one in?
Dad, you're my best friend
Just one more spin
I promise I'll be good if you let me drive
This
guess it's the chain that binds me
I can't shake it loose, these chains and things
Got to go to work this morning
Seems like everything is lost
I
nobody knows your name
When did you change the letters in your name
I'd like to get inside your head
I'd like to play around
Everybody's getting loose
To the peaches in Savannah
We're on our way to play that
Texas swing
Dallas, Ft. Worth, Amarillo
On down to San Antone
Gonna turn it loose in Houston
You've been working real hard
You deserve a little play time
Your heart's off you're in the dark
All because you stay on the grind
Oh yea I
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How
He's doing The Fly
Don't play him cheap
'Cause you know he ain't shy
He's doing The Monkey, The Mashed Potatoes
Jump back Jack, See Ya Later,
They said love was a thing of the past
That these days nothing ever lasts
This old world is moving too fast
Well sometimes we ride around
She
P-l-a-y ground p-l-a-y ground p-l-a-y ground ground
P-l-a-y ground p-l-a-y ground p-l-a-y ground ground
Play ground is the best like the rest, going
Blame it on the Goose (Goose)
Gotcha feelin' loose (loose)
Blame it on the 'Tron ('Tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it
gonna mess around
Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson
Look out Jackson town
Well, go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health
Go play your hand you
We're gonna drive you nuts
Headcrush
We play fast, we play loud
We set the stage on fire
Unleash the power and see the crowd
Headbanging with desire
No
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer.
In all your giving, given is the answer.
Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter
than
Turn up the juice
Put me in the spotlight
And turn me loose
You better hold on tight
This country's gonna rock tonight
[Chorus]
This country's
'Way up in the snow
Where the scrub oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas play
Where the marmots abound
All a-diggin' in the ground
on tape and please play The Parties
When the tape is at the end you can always switch the side
If we don't like all the songs we can fast forward or rewind
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