Lyrics:
Okay. Listen
Bum ba ba bum bum, ba ba bum, ba ba bum
Bum ba ba bum bum
Uh huh, that's right
Get it, get it, over (Hey, yuh, yuh)
Taking back my
got burned out by the game
Now he'll bum you for some whiskey
And tell you how it was
Back in '52 when he played for Hank
And I'm watching the sun
Go
the tune I abide by
I'm aligned with goons, it's wireless like wi-fi
Why try? I'm on the cusp of greatness
You bum-ba-cluts fly, I'm on a fuckin'
is shameful
Tryna make it on my own shii
Ain't fucking with no label
By ma momma a spaceship
Cause momma u deserve more
Make it out d basement
Taught
During an earthquake, urine in your face
'Cause you're fake, ah, what the fuck? That hurt, wait
Ah, what the fuck? I just got struck by lightning
government for the people, by the people'
What people? We ain't equal
Discriminated against for race, religion, education
And you call this a nation?
I'm
Thoughts:]
Please don't go poo
[Stewie:]
Nice place to be
[Stewie's Thoughts:]
This one's for you
[Both:]
Babysitting is a bum deal
[Haylie:]
Why don't we
get your ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow
(snap)
On and on and on and on with strife
Listen to my bum rap
Listen to the evidence exonerating me from
Being right
It's etiquette, you idiot
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
Thank you
DEXTER:
Drink up, chap.
Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend.
Have you heard about dear Blanche?
Got run down by an avalanche.
MIKE:
No!
Everybody run come (Everybody run come)
When they hear this gbedu dem dey whine
Dem dey twerk, dem dey shake their bum bum
Fore, Fore by Fore eh
Fore by Fore
fate?
I'm really much too young to matriculate
Well, mama please, your child's come down with a fatal disease
Mama said, "Come on you lazy bum now get
side, on his hip, that's a 4-5
Never a bum, I rather Hi Tech over rum
You dap me up, i know you see me shining
From pinky finger to thumb
We having
Naked at the club, and when I'm drinking 'til I drop
And when I'm riding on the bus, I'm thinking about a tipsy bum
When I'm naked at the club,
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
bum
(yah)
Fendi shopping it, upgrade stuff for fun
(that's fun) nigga keep copying
Your whole crew wanna be us (on god)
They see me out here, no one
too
Oh yeah
Got to get you by yourself
I-I don't need nobody, else
I'm just waiting for the sign
To say the night is yours and mine
Where I really
the down of my death.
Touch me - hate me.
Give yourself to me and break me!
I escape a lot of the time by sitting on my bum and
And analysing my past, you
slippin', you're a bum
Run it up, run it up, no, them niggas not with us (niggas not with me)
She got freckles, I got cookies, tell them bitches, "Come
of sex to be stuck by the punk
We are the ones who must sport the position
Rich homes with money and food
Abandoned for the bums on the street
FKA BLUETS
[Verse 1]
Sometimes you're born to die young
Old age is only one way to die
As the wind tears the trees leaves off the top of a branch
I
Never seen a girl with biggie bum-bum
You know me got a lot of girls around me
Steady give them love give them the honey
And that is why they love
rides the good and the bad
We call the monkey trained
Trained to attack the black it's true
'Cause some of them look just like you
Stayin'
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