Lyrics:
8-ball
Three little pigs in a Coup de Ville
Lookin' for, the wolf to kill
They're fucked up and they want revenge
Them and Humpty used to be
I'd like to take you by surprise at the grocery store
Grab you by the hand and step on the electric door
Leave the shopping cart right where it is
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?
A mule is
home.
Girl, it's a hard, hard world,
If it gets you down.
Dreams often fade and die
In a bad bad world.
I'll take you where real animals are
face like Deadmau5
She placed her application on a red couch
I got my hopes up for y'all to drop it was a let down
Let thou be soothed cause by the looks
pigs
Little pigs, let me come in
Not by the hair on your chinny-chin-chin?
Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house down
Here's Johnny
in Bethlehem
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee six by six
Six by the six that couldn't get fixed
Five
an inferior!
Arthur: Well I am king
Man: Oh, king, eh, very nice
And how'd you get that, eh?
(he reaches his destination and stops
Dropping the cart)
By
down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
A man in the coonskin cap, in the pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
Maggie comes
Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you are
Or would you rather be a mule?
A mule is
to have my pig go with me
We walked for blocks
I don't want to kill my China pig
His tail curls five times
In a circle 'round, ha it's glazed
He's got
cart rolled away
And it was stolen by her
She found me and my shopping cart
But she took a bite of my heart
I can always get a new shopping cart
But I
a faster plan
He has drugs to make the cow grow quicker
Through the stress the cow gets sicker
Twenty one different drugs are pumped
Into the cow in
the Pigs
Their trough's big enough always filled to the top
Don't feed the Pigs
They get more than enough but they want the lot
Take a look at the world we
(You know what's up Sen)
Shoot your ass down! And by the way, you get
A hole in your head
A fuckin' hole in your head (In your head!)
A hole in
(You know what's up Sen)
Shoot your ass down! And by the way, you get
A hole in your head
A fuckin' hole in your head (In your head!)
A hole in
lay her down to rest
In the morning sun
They come a'runnin' just to get a look, just to
Feel to touch her long black hair they don't give a damn
OOoo, there's something in the air
OOoo, there's something in the air
Ooh, we got to get it
We got to get it together
We got to get it, y'all
We got
get to droppin' nigga, bonjour
I got some' to say to the pigs, yeah
I just got an M for a gig, yeah
I just blowed an M on my kids, yeah
Foreigns in
And I used to have my pig go with me
We walked for blocks
I don't want to kill my China pig
His tail curls five times in a circle 'round
It's glazed
And I used to have my pig go with me
We walked for blocks
I don't want to kill my China pig
His tail curls five times in a circle 'round
It's glazed
stompin' on that Deadmau5
Maserati, Power Button, Transformer, can't stop
Jon Jon, boi he got it on lock
Pop 1, pop 2, gah damn, maybe even 3
Ask me if I'm
where you ride a cart around
They have stacks of candy in every isle
And every kind of cereal that goes on for miles
Flour and milk that can be
Well you can tell everybody down in ol' Frisco
Tell 'em Tiny Montgomery says hello
Now every boy and girl's gonna get their bang
'Cause Tiny
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