Lyrics:
give a fuck, give a fuck fer real!
No I donÂ't give a fuck man
Catch me blackin out on a plane on our way to Amsterdam
Guess I almost got arrested by
the F.M. the P.M. too
Churnin' out that boogaloo
Gets you up and it gets you out
But how long can you keep it up?
Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
So cheap
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
Break the Dash
Lyrics by Jesse Blaze Snider
Here I am for the world to see, if I didn’t act crazy, I just wouldn’t be me. If you don’t stand out,
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
checking and adding it UP
Gimme my money Gimme my money Gimme my money
I need that
Gimme my money Gimme my money Gimme my money
I need that
Gimme my money
Lord I'm in trouble for another one
It don't come easy but I'm workin' on
Gettin' down with gettin' good at being real, real happy alone
It won't
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
sherrifs is gettin' shot down
Gimme that microphone
I'm a show you the real meaning of the danger zone
Stop dancin', get to walkin'
Shut your old
sherrifs is gettin' shot down
Gimme that microphone
I'm a show you the real meaning of the danger zone
Stop dancin', get to walkin'
Shut your old
sherrifs is gettin' shot down
Gimme that microphone
I'm a show you the real meaning of the danger zone
Stop dancin', get to walkin'
Shut your old
I'm mutated by unknown forces
The feelin' of course is something thats hard to describe I'm half dead never felt more alive
Reborn removed the gold
sleep
I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets
Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter
Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah
Gimme mine, gimme
Woo
Gimme dat gimme dat
Put that arch in your back
Let me see you move it side to side
Throw it back throw it back baby just like that (You already
Rose bubblin', Black Bottle Boys just walked in
And you know your girl is an option, ha ha
Green light when you're ready, baby gimme gimme some
Why
coming for Benjamin
But they ain't getting in by the hairs on my chinny chin
I call him gimme gimme, 'cause gimme gimme never gets
I ain't fucking with
real like a pokah
Juss gimme di stoke and gimme di gum bowl
If yu got di color of gold, di purple hayes
I good fah days when mi get oled
When mi
around you I-I-I (ooh)
Dem goosebumps, dem goosebumps
The truth hurt and you know
A real thing we feel this time (ooh)
You gimme goosebumps, yeah, yeah
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
2Pac and pop goes the weasel
Me and Threat made a bet on how many fellas
Would jack a mothafuckin' real nigga 'cause they jealous
They do it for
gimme more gimme more, ah
Caramel will solve it once for all
It's one of a kind so stick it on your head, oh
And by no surprise,
you've got me beyond
[Lil Wayne talking]
I like my seat down low and my window slighty
Crack'd ridin wit a bad hoe and her girlfriend in the back. I
Like to get real
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
the market
Artificial life in the marketplace
Epic ballads by the musical whores (right)
Life is boring, so project theirs onto yours (right)
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