Lyrics:
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
And The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody is to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the Ghost of old Tom Joad
Now
farmers, Tom
Sam and Bo of course
From behind Tom's black fence
Tom peeps across
Just to witness Sam's crop business
Boomin' like the big guy's, but get this
to me
More Buffett more beer ah ha yeah I'll play any song that you want to hear
A Bob Marley song or a sing along a little Jack Johnson yeah you can't go
and space
Gettin' wiser
I know what I'm not gon tolerate
Send a good morning text
I'll see you soon I fly in late baby
Woke up with the late Bob Marley on my
fresh like I'm stepping in Tom Ford
I'm the best in the city and y'all know it
Can't fuck with the king and y'all know it
Don't fuck with the throne
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
quit
Thinking by myself, okay this is it
Everything I paid for, to hell with it
When I'm talking bout lonely then I'm talking bout myself
When I
black, one chrome
Sounding out, outside your home
(Ah, right by you)
Two door coupe, let her drive (Skrr)
Heard that she curve all the guys (Curve)
All
Performed by barbra streisand
Are you ready to hear your lesson for the day?
-yes, teacher! yes, teacher!
Are you ready to learn what history has
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
Bitch I'm Tom on the beat
(Yea yea)
Bitch I'm John with the keys
(Yea yea)
Bitch I'm Bob off the weed
(With respect)
Most predictable line of all time, I
should hurt you
Crucio bitch I should curse you
I’m inside like it’s curfew
And You the house
Feel like Tom I been chasing
You the mouse
I tell em my
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Sure, I'll cut down a little green
I recycle by getting green
Got Psytube rhymes, dude
You can't compare us
Wanna talk mistakes? How about
That yee-yee
There's no man in town as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
No one's
Zaytoven bang, bang, bang bang
All this weed I smoke I think I'm Bob Marley
(Dope)
I got a ounce in the motherfuckin' party (Oh)
Baby, please don't
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
Chorus:
Run Molly, run (oh, Molly). Run Molly, run. Long John's gonna beat you, beneath the shinin' sun.
Long
Que made the beat by the way
Rearrange her inside Interior Designer
Justin Timberlake I hit her then it's bye bye
About my paper ima change my name
not a put down
I put my foot down
And then I make some love, I put my root down
Like Sweetie Pie by the Stone Alliance
Everybody knows I'm known for
you, shut up
My therapist said me and you can't speak again
I locked the devil out, but it was you who let the demons in
Hahahahahahahahaha, Tom
in town as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
No one's slick
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
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