Lyrics:
come from nobody knows.
But the Cajuns tell a story ‘bout a long time ago.
When the old people had to leave l'?cadie
They say the little red lobster
Strange times in Portland, Maine
Lobsters dancing on the dock
Switzerland's been weird since they unplugged the clocks
Man and a woman living in
to the promised land
Lobsters and limousines
Blue suede shoes and a movie queen
Lobsters I've been told
Hollywood streets are paved with gold
Fat legs on a sunset
I don't control the speed at which lobsters die!
How can you expect
That I shall cook
With moulded pasta?
You're a fucking psycho
For making me cook
Uh-huh, yaknahmean? (Yeah)
Lobster shrimp n****, I'm a pimp n****
Feel the game that I spit.. lobster shrimp n****
Yeah, Come on
From the gutter
Lyndon the lobster was tired of all the pain
What could he gain by leaving this ancient beach
Find another life, another reach
Lyndon the lobster was
Obviously, with live lobsters, you want them Alive
Beneath the waves where shadows creep
In a world where secrets run so deep
Where darkness reigns
Captain Seb and Danger, take the ship out on a flight
While Fungus, Rez, and Raptor, can confirm she's flying right
The Lobster Starship blasts off,
the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle - will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you
still eat me like lobster (uh)
Freaky and conceited, she in need of a rockstar (oh, yeah)
I'm thuggin', I'm thuggin', gotta call up Sasha (thuggin', I'm
She call me Big Poppa
Cause she know that I'm top shotta
Eating steak and lobster
Serving shells just like red lobster
Smoke em like a rasta
I got
Lobsters have a gastric mill instead of teeth
Used to break down food and they taste with their feet
They smell food with their chemosensory hairs
the coppers
The whole neighborhood watch us eating steak with the lobsters
Feel like waka flocka
Big greech with the choppa
Smoking weed in the halls at school
Seen so many strip clubs, damn
I might invest
Damn, wait they got me for another check
Order up the lobster with the crab cake
I'm bad at holidays, you
dress shoes
Blue lobsters, tendrils, trees and triangles
White lilies
And knights drinking beer
White lilies
A thousand lines, folded button-ups
Down at the shore where the cool waves smack,
You'll find Gorgo spinning at Crazy Crab Shack.
Lobster Bob's the host with the most,
Pointing out
If I had a flask of gin,
Whiskey there for two
And a great big bowl for to mix them in
I'd mix a drink for you my dear
Mary Ann.
The lobster boiling
What could be much hotter
Than a deep sea Lobster
Won't you swim with me
In this blue and green
But you'll never catch it dead
In something other than
stream
I hit the top
I'm eating steak and lobster tails
The sauna's drafty
The pool's too hot
The kitchen stinks of boiling snails.
The tax man's
ay
Ay ay
Lobster by tomorrow, lobster by tomorrow
Saint Laurent
Ay ay My Saint Laurent
Ay ay My Saint Laurent
Ay ay My Saint Laurent
Ay ay
(mm)
Couple drinks, put her in the loop like a sample (ooh)
Napkin on my lap, I'm squeezin' lemon on my lobster (lobster)
I might sip some Wock'
armed
We sat there talkin' by the lobster tank
I ordered her a sloe gin fizz
And when them chicken fried steaks arrived
She said, "I like living' like
lobster Cantonese
Enchiladas, that's what people eat in Mexico
Shish kebab is skewered, in Armenia you know
Then there's blubber, the favorite
say I move too fast
They try and tell me that this shit won't last
I like lobster, crabs and poppin' tags
They try and tell me that this shit won't
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