Lyrics:
know, know, know
When birds cry
Here on 73rd, the smoke and fry
Sittin' crooked
Damn
Man, this motherfuckin' drink got me feelin' good than
a worser fate
One day when the boss get hungry
Guess who's gon' be on the plate?
Oh, no, under the sea
Under the sea
Nobody beat us
Fry us and eat us
on the nightbus
What's the size of your fries?
I guess it's the only thing we have in common tonight
Hey you, on the nightbus
What's the size of your fries
watch it flash before your bright eyes, yeah
Pick a side, will you fry when the lava slides? (Yeah)
Pick a side, will you fry when the lava slides? (Yeah)
Nothing I need more than a fish fry
Shit it taste good I can't lie
It's like you're walking out the tanning salon
When I pull you out the oven from
Different planet I be so high
Kickin my shit back like Muay Thai
I be more burnt then a French fry
Told her don't hit me she fine but be so dry
I
ha, ha, ha, ha)
I mean, I got to see (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Bad girl wanna fuck hot guy
Fake man wanna play both sides
Red tip, lookin' like hot fries
gonna have us a fish-fry in heaven
I swear we'll all be high-stepping
And carrying on just like an old mountain wedding
Ripped from the past where
I get to hell
Lord knows I'm gon' fry
Woke up this morning, so I'm still alive
Thirty-six O's
I sold them all for five
We count hundreds
my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my bitches
I need a nigga with some
skinny legs and fry
Her eggs up for breakfast
(she's a snake that can fly) she's
Just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me
Just because she's
Squint your eyes
Receding masculine hairline
Exposed scalp fries
Is it any real surprise
Boil us alive
Watch the ice caps melt
Watch the ice caps melt
a little bit
Of this
And that
Little bit of this
Little bit of that
Get back
Little bit of this
When I'm doing that this that
Shake that shit
Gimme a fry
Cheese Fries are the only thing that'll make her happy
When she wants to tear my insides out I know she's hangry
God damn if I don't feed this girl
flutter
Would both knees turn to butter
Would you sputter, would you mutter and deny?
Your walls of cellophane
Would crinkle up and fry your brain
If
high hoochie mama
With love for her daddy, anytime he want it
Bring home the turkey bacon and fry it in the pan
Or, some filet minon and still let me
without
A diet coke
A diet fries
A diet life, but super size
So you got everything you wanted, now what?
So you got everything you wanted, now what?
I
on, baby, let's go downtown
Let's go, let's go, let's go downtown
Snake eyes
French fries and I got lots of gas
Full moon and a jumpin' tune
Now you
I become you
Fry electricity
gas me till I pass on out
Run your wires through me
Weep to ease the tension
With your failed philosophies
And free my
burn and burn
Day two
Time to spin the dreidel
And hope that gimel shows up on my turn
Day 3
Fry a bunch of Latkes with applesauce, sour cream,
something called Rebel Yells
When I thought I heard someone ringing
I guess she's a southern bell.
We just cut out of El Paso
It just fries there in
death
One day, you will be tried
On the execution line
He'll strap you in, and you will fry
Like fireworks on the 4th of July
Baby, you have to pay in
of the Outlet Mall
To the customized pet-wear boutique
From the trailer of the fry chef
To the palace of the sheik
The Cash Cow lurks
The Cash Cow lurks
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