Lyrics:
Your true colors, true colors show up
My head is constantly in circles i might throw up
I'm bout to start a show at 8
What if it isn't great, even
It was not two days. a night and a day
I look back at the man I was before
A sorry stranger banged up on the shore
Your warm arms tore the walls
temptation
But our eyes stay distracted by our hope, but my sight is readjusting
I'm tired of locking the door and hitting my knees to the floor to pray for
Wicked clowns(x4)
As I walked through River Rouge, I saw this man
He was covered he was buttered snatched his jewelry and ran
I cought up with Nate
Wrapped in XLR cables
Up from my whiskers, down to my fuckin' kicks
Wreck-O was echoed in Gordon Geckos
You suckin' dick
Nobody be askin' me for
in a hurry
I was giddy-up giddy-up
I dream I'm in the park
I'm standing in the nudey
I'm getting what I wanted
Tootie fruity tootie fruity
in a hurry
I was giddy-up giddy-up
I dream I'm in the park
I'm standing in the nudey
I'm getting what I wanted
Tootie fruity tootie fruity
the fuck to do
You're ugly, smugly, squiggly, dilly-wrinkled faced bastard
Someone needs to hit and run ya to run ya ass over backwards
Let's giddy up
on giddy up go and get it on
Jump in dirty water
Setting my eyes on that Katy Train
Gonna fill my pocket with a whole lotta of money and some change
Wrong
my heart is now
Now it's giddy-up or wow
(And I'm afraid it's good to be on the road back home)
It's good to be on the road back home again, again
They giddy they cannot see that I'm the one
Like a superstar
They all in a snake pit I shoot and I run
Like a superstar
You also ran homie because
woh my black president (Uhh waah uhh waahhh)
Now in 1990 (UMadiba)
The people's president (UMandela)
Came out from jail (UMadiba)
Raised up his hand
They giddy they cannot see that I'm the one
Like a superstar
They all in a snake pit I shoot and I run
Like a superstar
You also-ran homie because
sorry but I mean it 'cause when I got the tool on bitch
I got bulimic up in her like a gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy
I’m too close?
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ugh It’s Grymey Ugh Yeah
Yo, I done left nigga stayed down Then I got right now it’s time to go Up
I’m cold as shit
to meet you
You were a million miles away
Say hello to your lion's heart
Queen Victoria's England
Will never ever be the same
Giddy up!
When I left
hillbillies
Like yeah
Giddy-up, yeehaw
Dip in her jaw
Giddy-up, yeehaw
Met her at the market, she from out of town
Daddy is a farmer, Mommy from the south
finish every sentence with buddy or B'y
And if it ain't that, it's either dude, eh, or guy
Yeah, we considerate people
And smokin' marijuana, we
giddy up
We're on our merry way
And we're a merry pair
The party will be gay
Our friends will all be there
Our journey soon will end it isn't very far
possessions
my Baby's coming home for Christmas
I'm counting every hour
as the mulled wine turns sour
my Baby's coming home for Christmas
Giddy-up jingle
I would one day try to wrestle
Wanted to play ball and be a UNLV rebel
When I let my talent go to waste cause I couldn't keep up my grades
What
finish every sentence with buddy or B'y
And if it ain't that, it's either dude, eh, or guy
Yeah, we considerate people
And smokin' marijuana, we
worldwide
Keep some killers by my side
Do this shit worldwide
Six in the morning, niggas up at my door
Reached under the pillow for the 44
See, you know it’s
up and the world is spinning on my side of the forest city
I'm in the kitchen and I'm feeling giddy as I chew my jam and spread my toast
I wake up
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