Lyrics:
Elaine Paige
But without the fuckin' tunes an' Joe Cocker bollocks
East miserable Mainline
Where the air con won't be saved by Nicolas Cage
Put some
may be right/
I’m not a liar I just missed s couple details/
she tells me everything no need to walk on egg shells/
sea shells by the seashore I can
regular Joe
She turned to me sharply
And said you think I don't know that
I can't believe you even spoke to me
What nerve you must have
I said no
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
smell like a peach papaya
She said, "eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "aight" (aight)
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (no)
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "Aight" (aight)
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is"
A man don't know what him have until him lose it
And when she gone it's like he don't know what lick him
She get a Island lover, fi kiss her up
of the popo
Red light, but I still go though
Boy Better Know
Stay far away from Joe
You don't wanna step on my toes
I'm not your average Joe, so Boy Better
mama told her not to so she crossed the border
Her hair was long, she dyed it black and cut it shorter
I heard she fed a cocker-spaniel to a cobra
And plus the fact she gon' get a degree
Then come back and get a job and make more money than me
The same for you Joe, you got something to fall on to
This
(huah)
We pop a molly (huah) she bus' it open (huah)
She seen the 'gatti (huah) that pussy soaking
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that
group
From Florida what it do?
Got free features from my crew
Upgraded to a real stu
Don't misread, Greg's not me
I go by Craig sometimes daddy
Study
don't need a stylist
You ain't got shit on your chain I'm used to diamonds
Black on black like I'm the president feel like Joe Biden
I swear she's for
Promise you don't wanna try that
Yeah
Promise you don't wanna try that
Yeah
Promise you don't wanna try that Yeah
Finna pass the mic to Joe$ya he's finna
Joe C.: Kyle's mama is a big fat bitch
She's tha biggest bitch I know
And she stinks like shit
Remember back in tha day when she was skinny
Now she
wearing new rick fit
Tattoo my on yo tit
Blonde girl fucking dimwit
Pray to god you will commit
Suicide
By my side
Finna slide
Dumb bitch she tried
Don't
Don't, don't mind if I don't
(Don't do nothin' but sip sweet tea)
(Thinkin' if she's lookin' back at me)
Hope you don't mind if I don't
Don't, don't
Oh no don't get me started move smooth like a Harley
I smoke em like Marley if they want smoke
Walk in the party like joe with my Carti's
My drip be
dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin'
am I do, say no? Hell no, bro
Bring that ho' over here and let me spank her some more
Fuck her 'till she bust, but, I'm still up, yup
Suck it, slut,
on Sunday; oh by the way,
he said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge,
and she and Billy Joe was throwin' something off
She like the snake in her bird-tim
I'm addicted by design, a fiend
If she ever try to cut me from her team
Don't turn your back
When she's on that
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
.jpg/300px-Jarvis_Cocker_(2012).jpg "Jarvis Cocker")
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