Lyrics:
(Oh, yeah this
All original boy-)
Lick a shot
(Oh)
Comin' at ya
(Fiya!)
Zippedy-doo-da, zippedy-ayy
Cried oh my, wanna get that punk with my
I did it, I made it, it’s mine
in the fullness and the meanness of time
and now it’s done, this is the one
and I am the one, the original one
It’s
strawberry bubblegum
This goes out to you you you, this goes out to you you you
So tell why, we're making love like professionals on the first time
the road things changed and this
Band became all about Hayley she had
A manager at the time that controlled
Her every move along with her
Parents they didn’t
At thirteen, I was already hooked
Try'na get people to see my demo's but nobody looked
All of this time that I took, pressure and effort I put
Image if I took
haze yeah, dog, I can taste it
Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship
And my whip game is so sick mayne
I double up every time I flip mayne
Birds by
Yeah, it's time to wake up
Wake up and cake up
It's 187.4 FM on your dial
The number 1 station via satellite, CD, radio and your stereo
Cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this
Me and my mans is bout to spit some hot shit
Yeah, one two
Bout to spit that, hot shit
Huh whoo! Yeah
at the Grammy's show
By refusing to play and refusing to go
And then just when we thought fame would last forever
Along come this band that wasn't even together
ones, then bring that shit
Cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT
Yeah, one two..
Bout
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
She's gone back to mama with the boy by her side
Now I'm wine drunk and runnin' with them on my mind
I'm on the backside of thirty and back on my own
Stompin, the harder I march, the ground will break
I am, groundbreakin, like an earthquake, he he
Yeah, I run this shit, but I'll tackle it
You want me
original sinners
One thought bringing it down, switch it off
Has it come to this
Enjoying things by proxy
Live through others, die just like the rest
'Cause I want it that way
Step by step
Ooh baby
Gonna get to you girl
Step, hey girl in your eyes
I see a picture of me all the time
Step,
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
I wrote this song for You
I'll sing for You when I see Your face
Original love (You give me)
Original love (You give me)
Original love oo yeah
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
And the snakes came out the grass
They don't realize I'm not confined
Nor trapped by space and time
I am a rebel, an overthrower
Descendant
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
You can do it!
Until the break of dawn
Life, Life, and I quote by the letter
Time, Time, Prozac can make it better
Noise, Noise, any kind will do
Can
out
We've been down this road too many times for me to count
And all I can think is how
I just want you to be normal
Why can't you bitches be
This right here is payback
From way back
I don't play that
I don't play that
I don't play that
I don't play that
Recognize a real don when
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