Lyrics:
you say
Mrs. Officer, Mrs. Officer
Tell your lieutenant get them cuffs off of ya
I'm Kidd Kidd, my face on every wanted poster
I'm wanted by every
a nigga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know
Protected by niggas with big dicks, AK's, and 187 skills
So if it's a must you test us
We can handle it in
[Method Man]
This goes out
to all the big head niggaz
And all them big head bitches
You know my steez o
Yo yo yo yo
Deadly
on the deep blue see
Sam: "Safely now, Mr. Silver. Let's not get sloppy, just
because we're singing!"
Danger walks the deck we say what the heck
We
and it's gon' drop
Old school, big shoes, nigga, no socks
We keep tools, see fools, bullets will flock (yeah)
They call me Mr. Ravioli, Mr. Strudel, Mr
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
How you doin' I'm Mr. Mos I'm back
Timb are you on it
Timb are you on it
Give me some
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Oh
I was walking down the street
In my blue jeans and my bare feet
I saw old Mrs. Mayo in her garden so high
She got her prize azaleas
And her big ole
and cheepnis in the case of a monster movie has nothing to do with the budget of the film, al
H it helps. but true cheepnis is exemplified by visible nylon
pulled over by a state trooper at one point. Now, is it me or to take them about an hour and a half to actually give you the ticket? These guys, right?
on Spidey's wild ride
And the hills stood up in a great big 3
And left me whipped by the forces that were inside me
Loud as the ocean, cold as a desk, red
the phone up in his hand.
Each time the County Sheriff stopped by
A part of Mr. Jones would die
And from his eyes the tears began to run
And he began to pray
by the way
The one by the way
I ain't trippin'
I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way
The proof by the way
Mr. front up
gonna grab her by her phony ponytail
I'm gonna sling her around and around
When she wakes up she'll know she met up
With Mad Mrs. Leroy Brown
Well
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I'm
machine
To buy a candy cane
But right next to that was a boy I knew
With a spring in his hand
Playing a country pinball machine
Called "Stand By Your
"Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said,
"Would you like a soldier
Of your son, Ted?
With a scattered coat and a big cocked hat,
Mrs. McGrath wouldn
All the days drove by, but you're just tipping toes
I'm Mr. step baby, I'm slamming dunk on my foes
My big ol' foot demands chaos and justice
Afraid
He is here by himself
To find the real place
Mr Big Smile is still out there
Mr Big Smile is still out there
A little ""Mister big smile"" is also down
and over here I
Have Mr malcolm Evans who
Through thick and thin
Would surely like to say a word
Of greeting at this festive occasion
Merry Christmas,
Old Mr Kippers
He lives in a big stone house by the sea
c young seventy-three
He lives with his wife cudrey
They love each other very much
I
Casey Jones
Come all you rounders
If you want to hear
The story of a brave engineer
Casey Jones
Was the rounders name
On the big six wheeler
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what
Snoop double, D O G, what, mr. X to the Z, yeah, and Kurupt
The kingpin, DoggHouse Records takin over the shit in
Casey Jones
Come all you rounders
If you want to hear
The story of a brave engineer
Casey Jones
Was the rounders name
On the big six wheeler
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