Lyrics:
the fuckin' one your girl's been waiting for
Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin' mind
Get ready bitches, we're about to blow your fuckin'
saw
I need a witness
I don't wanna show it I hope I don't blow it
I love that lady but she's such a wench
Ended sleeping on that old pine bench
'cause
tail-o
For a doggy's nose, that's the Holy Grail-o
Shakira's butt's fine but it won't hold still you see
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all
Go on then lighter
Are ya stupid! Skepta and, and, Forward
Skepta it's not you it's me
Plasticman are ya stupid?
Blud are you stupid in the nose
Freedom is a hard-won gamble
So is holding things like you.
My chest swells and my nose snores
It's all okay by you.
I've never felt this welcome
Got out really early from the factory
Driving like a nut in the rain
Don't think I was acting so hysterically
But I didn't see a thing until it came
We were born in the seventies
The rippin' and rhyming and brethren, see
We're filling, taste great
In the old school, I was eight
For the new
I punched my buddy in the nose after lunch
Now I'm in trouble 'cause the dean saw the punch
He was tellin' things that were not true about her
So
shock the nation
Make them flip their lips
You know your need a litigation
Ooh, bring a lot of bottles and enjoy the trip
I said ride ride ride, up
Blow, ill wind, blow away; find my love today
You're blowin' me no good, no good
Go, ill wind, go away; skies are oh-so gray
Around my
blow your top"
The buzzard told the monkey, "You're choking me
Release your hold and I'll set you free"
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in
blow your top"
The buzzard told the monkey, "You're choking me
Release your hold and I'll set you free"
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in
blow your top"
The buzzard told the monkey, "You're choking me
Release your hold and I'll set you free"
The monkey looked the buzzard right dead in
Ruby keep pullin' these hoes, all over the globe
But still I'm in love with the shit up my nose
All of the money, the cars and the clothes
It comes
I'm a Christmas Unicorn, in a uniform made of gold
With a billy-goat beard, and a sorcerer's shield, and mistletoe on my nose
Oh, I'm a Christian
booty
Just say it witcha booty, bitch, say it witcha booty
Like woo
Fee, fi, fo, fum
I'm watching it go dumb
Titties jiggling, ass wiggling (ass
Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis
DM) Has she got naughty eyes
DM) Yes she has got naughty eyes
DM) That certain that certain party
DM) You know the one I
the things we can't afford
People all around us with their noses in the air
They walk right on by us just like we're not even there
But I got you
right down
We'll go and get ya right now
Watch me blow a nigga right down
Rip my brother Smylez
I know you see us stunting now
Everything was going up I
to check time
Monday to friday we inside
if i fall i go rise
you blow i go blow you go shine I go shine
las las you okay we alright
Say I no go work in
Drinking another night away
Then I'm gonna sleep half of the day
Memories crash like waterfalls
On top of me
Those roads have many directions
Which
having good times
They ask will I blow
Dynamite
They ask will I blow
Illuminate the room every time that I walk in
Know I’m about to pop like fireworks
to get rich
I've had enough of that same old trick
Really trying to blow it up, get that kick
Man it's been a long time, we've been working yeah yeah
Just
blues
And the world spins round and round
I am the eye of a hurricane
I blow my houses down
And build them up again
Each step touch a revolving world
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