Lyrics:
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
the blues too
A couple hoes n boats too
I got a couple bands just chillin by the hamstring
Wake up in the mornin money by the bed stand
OG told me focus
in the mornin' and give him a warnin'
Won't you step on my high heel boots?
Oh damn diddle, I am playin' my fiddle
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll
stilettos
Sacrifice my feet for the fashion
I'm down, for a night on the town
All dressed up with somewhere to go
Got my high heels on, I'll rock this show
Send'em up
Blue plate special with the blue paint drippin'
Carolina blue j's on my feet
And I ain't trippin' dippin' one deep
Fuck it two matter fact
the shit aint gone get me high
Smokin on these blunts jus to get me by
Im wit the homies
Smokin that la di da
Green an purple buds in the blunt
Like Mardi
high school phase
Like Bobby Boucher, you tell me what would mama say
Happiness from the magic rays and that's okay
Sunshine that comes down when you
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
Gucci's
Heels on with your fat coochie
The way ya spillin', you seducin' me
Take time, create, yeah, my legend is straight now
Your inner vibe's
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
High times by the riv
With the kid
Kickin' it
Puffy Amy, a yume I'm high high
Speed racer no tapper I fly by
Don't say yes to the Captain It's Aye
I'll hold my head up high and forget you by and by
And there'll be laughter instead of tears
Babe there's a green light kick up your heels
There'll
And that gal he was with come running up too
And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that
And that gal he was with come running up too
And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that
hair
Can't tell why such a fear
Is released this time of the year
I really aim to endeer
By seing things crystal clear
(Crystal, crystal clear, see
While we're young
Smoking blue Camels
Oh oh
They said we'd waste away our lives
Oh oh
Getting high by the riverside
Oh oh oh
Running by the water all
Running with the stick
Would of thought bout that pole vault
Never loved autumn so i won’t embrace any Fall
Got a vault
Hunnits got the blues that’s Ray
as hell surrounded by bombshells
Careful as I get near'em, stand near and compare 'em
Or all girl heir 'em, I'm the man with the serum
Assets,
I just wanna live good take trips over seas buy bottles by the cases
New whip new chick jet lag when i land pocket full of blue faces
Same shit
You don't have to go home
But you got to get your asses out the bed by eight o'clock
Wake up like I'm the shit, I'll wait for you to say I'm not
Waiting
By myself I float
These work boots and high heels
Put holes in my boat
Falling
And will you jump in
Perhaps if I sink then I'll learn how to swim
These hills got a hell of a view
Man I got the walls painted blue
Yeah man and I saw satan too
I ball break and brew
My dogs got a clue
I walk
Wrote a freestyle while flying mile high,
But my style ain't free, you know how it be
Hey, I'm AD, though I'm slim and geeky, I ain't Slim Shady
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