Lyrics:
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
?Company!!!?
?Macho, macho man!?
? Two-three-four.?
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changed got no time to stay
Considered snobby then just hate me I don't give a fuck
Considered sloppy to me you just need to give it up
Eve don't give
amazing when you hold me close
Know me like the summer, baby don't let go
I got body heat (give it to me, give it to me)
I'm burnin' up, baby (burnin'
lie, they got me hot (yeah!).
A nigga betta not play wit me; it's goin' down, like I'm Joc (yeah!).
Edibled up in tha back, wit my dawg fulla pot.
I'm
a face full of rocks
Put your family in shock
***** I am the Doc
It's the Art of Destruction
The Art of Destruction
It's the Art of Destruction
The Art
Then a face full of rocks
Put your family in shock
Bitch I am the Doc
It's the Art of Destruction
The Art of Destruction
It's the Art of Destruction
shit) and it ain't no stoppin it
Y'all niggas from Georgia ain't lockin it
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
These down South boys ain't playin
me you love me
Cuz when I was working you wasn't with us
When you was certain I wouldn't get it up
But I was certain I wouldn't give it up
I feel like
skinned dames
Separated legs
Pushing out the babies of the struggle it’s a shame
They ain’t perfect but they somewhere in the middle of the range
Step up
[BizMarkie]
I was sittin home, all alone
When I heard the ring, on my telephone
I picked it up, to see who could it be
This girl I just met, her
name I never heard of it
Suck a dirty dick
Me and Saliva Grey
Plotting on taking your life away
She want the pipe but hey
I never give her the time
pocket's
Lookin' empty, son I sparkled up, did this shit all by myself
Send a girl home, call another one like Hugh Hef
Motown legend, why I'm tryin' to be
Yeah, uhhh
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
D. Steele on 'em, yeah
You see, it's bad enough that God's people are divided by man because of race
They're trying
2Pac, N.W.A, Cube, hey Doc, Ren, Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up, blow up and be in a position
To meet
Hotline
Can I request a song?
Yeah
"My Baby" by Lil' Romeo
You got that
(I want you back)
Oh, Romeo, give me a chance
Uh-uh, too young, I
a dream state, perfect shape same date
You got a lot to give and look how hot it is, you so provocative
And it's your prerogative. Baby bounce.
Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar
motherfucker
Turn me up some
Yo
Oh shit
Who those motherfuckers
Comin' in here?
No, it can't be
Ah
Yo yo, gimme some room
I'm throwin' elbows
Brother call his strap a spirit catchter how its taken souls
Brody ask how im up show um a few cheats codes
Trucking through the field for a score im in
souls) those grounded I inspire to lift
'Em up, the holy ghost and the frquency of your audio speakers
There set on all that can reach us, by now were
flows I write with wool mittens
It's two, not one (Heh), Missy-dot-dot-com
Come once in the blue like free hot (Uh) lunch
So once it's on, turn it up
the proof is in the docs
But docs give medicine keeping knowledge up in a box
Like an Animal caged with one key to unlock
Society doesn’t want us to be what
telling me to stop it
I drink it by the carton keep my weed up in the garden
Shawty got an attitude but that’s ok cause she from Boston
Know I got that
and take flight
But I'm consumed by the fight
I handle it all 'coz I have too
That's just how it goes
Docs offer up meds to reshuffle heads, do I really
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