Lyrics:
a
Make you want to throw up
Mix a little bit a
With a molecule of a
Make me want to throw up
It makes me want to
Just makes me want to
Oh!
Sometimes you get it
Sometimes you get got
Don't mix your whiskey with decision
Ask forgiveness, not permission
Do a rain-dance when it's mistin'
They say
steady mobbin'
Have you ever seen such a sight in your life? (Steady mobbin')
Bustin' caps in the mix
Rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
And if you want to owe for groceries,
You're gonna get an awful lot of "No sir-ee's."
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar,
'Taint as simple
through
China
chorus
And it ain't what you want it's what you need
No it ain't what you want it's what you need
And I'd rather be here than yesterday
It
signori
You'd like-a I tell-a
Da famous-a story
Of Queen Isabella
Da queen of-a Polan
Whose toot' was-a swollen
I pull it so nice from her mout'
namin' names again (what?)
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark
We can take it there,
automatic, give it to 'em one time
They come back like addicts.
I got new shoes on the ride (yes sir)
Rollin' down 95 (yes sir)
And you can see in my eyes
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell
All
closer would you tell me, no, sir?
If I hug and squeeze you, tell me, would it please you?
How I wish I knew, so I'm askin' you
Would you mind if I put
better!
CUSTOMER: No, you're not -- you'll be stone dead in a moment.
MORTICIAN: Oh, I can't take him like that -- it's against
regulations.
DEAD PERSON:
the white tube sock
It goes, "Sherm sticks, burn this"
That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix
Fifty-nigga salute, out the Compton zoo,
Treasury or State?
I know it's a lot to ask
Treasury or State?
To leave behind the world you know
Sir, do you want me to run the Treasury or State
Sometimes you gotta figure out the pieces to the puzzle
Right in front of your face, stop the hustle
Take off the muzzle, let the dogs bark
Clear your
where he used to sing
I followed him, yes, sir and I don't regret it
And I hope I will always be a credit to his memory
'Cause I want you to understand
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell
All
some Camembert
Sir mousebender: You do! Excellent
Wensleydale: It's a bit runny, sir
Mousebender: Oh, I like it runny
Wensleydale: Well as a matter
gal, wanna sit on my lap
No BBL, you can tell she just built like that
You ever walk up to a spot knowin' every bitch'll pop?
It's not a whole lot
ear wants to hear sex, it hears sex. Hmm. Let's move on to
Someone else. Sir, what's your name?
[Man]:
Uh hi my name is Ron.
[Adam Sandler]:
Ron,
namin' names again (what?)
All you motherfuckers know that I speak from the heart (uh)
Play like you don't know L-O-X is gon' bark
We can take it there,
step on twice
If you never been a snitch this what your rep look like
And this is what your house look like
When you built it from the ground, paid
want you to park up in that alley
Ah ah, not that alley, that one over there
And cool it behind that liquor store
And keep a sharp lookout at all
on the chain gang
Yeah, you know I've been in a lots of trouble
Yes, and I've been in mostly everything
Yeah, they put me in jail when it was raining
Honey,
the windows
And my hood love me, they tell me bring it home
That's why I holla Hollygrove on each and every song
You leapin' at a dog, a dog wit' no bark
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