Lyrics:
out of our backs like a dinosaur
Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more
So bye for now, I'm going to try to find some more
'Cause every time
out of our backs like a dinosaur
Shit, six hits won't even get me high no more
So bye for now, I'm going to try to find some more
'Cause every time
I'm Eminem Bitch!
The dinosaurs fell in love with dough
I wanted you to know so that they can show that
The dinosaurs kinda fell in love with pizza,
letting out a roar?
it's the Dinosaur!
It's been a wild ride
With my buddy bones by my side
I'm a simple fella, now I've been hoppin eras
In the all new
gone
Your voice it rings out
And it gives me a shiver
I'll meet you someday
By that ol' crazy river
There was many an ego
There were plenty of faults
I’m here on Westminster Bridge
And there are dinosaurs what the fudge man
Dinosaurs on Westminster bridge
There’s one on top of Big Ben
There’s
W.W.D.D.
Lyrics by: clan R. Labrie, Timothy Donovan, Jr (Timmy J)
Music by: clan R. Labrie, Timothy Donovan, Jr., Jason Dubord, and Ty Carpenter
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door
There's a giant doin' cartwheels, statue wearin' high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancin'
SLEIGH
(Repeat and fade out)
Lyrics, Music, and Musial Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Copyright c 2016 by Julius J. Davis, Jr., Copyright P 2012 by
Shielded by the patron saint of the brothers. Being there is all there is. Living lovely without turning the corner, reaching for a swig brings sweat to his
is so much fun
At the corner of my eye
Was this beauty of bright light
And she passed by
I walked up next to her
She said "look at this dinosaur"
I
out and looked into the road
And what was there?
There was RumbaRumbaRumbaRumba
RumbaRumbaRumbaRumba
RumbaRumbaRumbaRumbaRumbaRumba
On the floor!
Rumba,
Bitch, yeah, ha
Compton most wanted
Haunted by the ghost of the dead
Climbing out the casket
With a bullet in the head
All blue, all red, smothers
ambulance
And he'll never fight again
Chorus:
Nothing in his pockets and
Nothing in his hand
That man in the van
Out there in the desert
With the dinosaur
the guy
Breaks down and buys him a burrow owl.
Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out in my yard, and there's
The Wurster kid, looking up in
ping out those funny sounds
That sound good to me, you know
Sometimes I get to play it where I can't even say nothin'
Look out
Sometimes I think it
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
'Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
was stop all wars
While tripping out in space
Freedom for all and no more hate
We held our love-in-days
But than there were a few of us
Who started
I'm not persuaded
Down by the shore
Out to the east there's a big storm brewing
But I don't know what the hell we're doing
We nearly drowned in your
a magnolia tree
A couple years went by and a demo of mine hopped on the radio
So we bumped it up to a master track and we took it out on the road
And before
crazy
I'm back by unpopular demand,
Least he still poppin' in Japan
Shoppin' in Milan, hoppin' out the van
Screams from the fans
"Yeezy, always knew
Can't sit on my porch and smoke a j,
And remember how peaceful life can be.
But all night long are a bunch of pushers
Sellin' drugs right there
[Chorus]
Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.
There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing
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