Lyrics:
gyal fi get bun
Pretty face, Chinese bangs, and one bun
Cute likkle miss, mi waistline a twist
Gimme way, bet me back up and bubble pno this
Look
you people be really feel the hate now
I can really tell by your eyes is with fully shades now
Oh damn you can really see the fuck how will be feel now
listen when I speak I mean just what I say
Did I stutter get that fucking attitude up out my face
Got the leather and the chains and a big ass whip
I might
baby I'm the stool
Go rap about something else, you little big back bitch
Old Spice having ass, and it makes me itch
Wanna clock clock clock, but you're
flew
All the nice people those goodly souls
Quaking in their respective hidey holes
Everyone's wasted in this gruesome dream
Not a one of them
don't disrespect me
We all came from the same ship singing
Oh go down Moses way to the Egypt land
Tell the Old Pharaohs to let my people go
Oh the Pharaoh
of our population
I got lucky
There's a lot of people streaming it
Who usually perform hip-hop, old school and new styles of rap
Anytime an old guy like me
That old fashioned word, it's a word called love
Called love, called love
Oh, this must be the way the nigga 'Pac felt when he made
"Me Against
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
a mine oh mine, yeah it's a mine oh mine
You can drive it up, it's got big wheels to that old cabin, sittin' on the hills
That pretty little cabin built
bang
Don't you be surprised
Showdown at Big Sky
Darkness at high noon
Showdown at Big Sky
That day may be soon
And people, people
Can you hear
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
15 miles to the, Love Shack! Love Shack yeah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway, lookin'
up my battery drained..
Old nigga..I used to be young and wild
Now I line business propositions up in single file
Some people won't call me
Cause they
Mother Earth never got her maternity leave
Got Big Banged up by a gang of thieves
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Might go insane
work you know you owe me too much to stop
John said I got a little working to do but I ain't goin' by your clock
People said John was a slacker cause
People rejoiced instead of financing
Your preconceived notions were shattered
By these super old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The Big Apple,
By now I think it's real, I'm the best one
Yes son, I take it to the old school
I spit super rhymes 'cause I am so cool
A duel? You must be fool
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
Yeah
Just sittin' here in the studio, you know
Thinking about the old days
And reminiscin' about how things used to be
I can remember back then
I GOT SOME OLD ME IN ME
Trying live right, trying do better
You know be a family man, help people but the devil he don’t want me to keep it together
and T rowed
(Big Syke)
We commence to smash, get the cash, that's all we wanted
Wid desire expired cause every hood is haunted
By killas and jackers, tryna
Pioneer flip screen for when the kids ride
Put em' on the Flintstones, Olive Oil, Bluto, and Popeye
You lost yo damn mind I'm old school
Six by nine,
and the stars are fading
The moon is setting and it's not long until day
Goodbye now blessed old cemetery
And to the people who walked with me down by the beach.
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