Lyrics:
flesh is peeling
Call up Diana Ross and ask
Her how she's feeling
A failure down with Elizabeth Taylor
Illiterate pedophile Quincy Jones male boy
Your
big shit poppin', nothing changed but my clothes
Triple digits in my pocket, rubber band bank roll
Tell the bitch I take you places where your man
game
And it's no shame she felt your man
She probably on Joe Johnson
'Cause I don't never be on that Elton Brand
It's YSL, she's fly as hell
Tell
to do what soldiers do,
But you know an animal can't control a zoo (uh uh)
And I always been a leader, I control my crew.
You gotta school other
Girls today don't wear no bras
Little John Doe got a ho turnin' tricks in the bars
Grandma carries a can of mace
And she'll stick
pinch us,
Wenches miss us and they wanna french kiss us,
Pack the pistas,
Twist the twistas,
Roll with me on this Dogg adventure,
But you cant enta,
John
Can't you see by the will of your hand
You can give it a try and just name your price
And everybody in this rock & roll band
Don't want
ten cups of coffee
And you're still not here
Dreaming of a song
But something went wrong
And you can't tell anyone
'Cause no one's here
Left me
at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said, "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
"Far as girls, you got a flock"
"I
cant twist yah
Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
said Sir West
You a diamond
You pretty like a Nagasaki Carbon
Your smile like Elton John on the road
Your eyes a goal
Your mind damaged as a phone with
can't stand it... please... give it to me... give it to me right here in the trunk of your Gremlin.. give me... GIVE ME THE ENCHILADA WITH THE PICKLES
ten cups of coffee
And you're still not here
Dreaming of a song
But something went wrong
And you can't tell anyone
'Cause no one's here
Left me
buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
Ladies flirtations I can't resist
I got to order you decease and desist
I just need some immoral support
And if your momma don't like it she can take me
my jelly roll, ah, that good jelly roll.
She says, “Here's your two-weeks back pay, I can't use you all anymore.”
You don't have to buy my good jelly
filled with holes
Johnny's laying there in his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says
"Oh, pretty boy, can't you show me nothing but surrender?"
filled with holes
Johnny's laying there in his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says
"Oh, pretty boy, can't you show me nothing but surrender?"
brr, brr)
Hm, hm, work it, bitch
Patek, just for the day
Say she got the gold, roll the Ace of Spades
She catch a cold when she rock chains
But
really ain't fine
I took her to a motel could've been a hotel
It costs me 20 dollars but I did it so well
She had to tell your sister, your sister told
the music
Fill us with de dope track, lick us, twist us, roll us in your mouth
Light us up and take a hit, light us up and take a hit
Mmm, suck us 'til
caught your sister with the guys from the group
Halfway home in the parking lot
By the look in her eye she was givin' what she got
I said my, my, my, I'm
By one so small
Let love be in the hearts of all
Oh, I can't wait until the day
there's sunshine in their eyes
You and I may never see them cry
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