Lyrics:
mom
I want some mac and cheese
With cut up hot dogs
Done my homework and my chores im all done
I want some mac and cheese
With cut up hot dogs
In
plåt
Hot dog boogieman blues
Hot dog boogieman tappin' his shoes
Hot dog boogieman blues
Hot dog boogieman tappin' his shoes
There is a boogieman out
Esperando a que estos hot dogs salgan del camarote
Como un brote, ante' de que se les hunda el bote
Pero como siempre, la mierda sale a flote
Estoy
been gone
I need a little sugar in my bowl
I need a little hot dog on my roll
I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad
I feel so funny, I feel so sad
of the carousel
And you can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby, is where
man's been gone
I need a little sugar in my bowl,
I need a little hot dog, on my roll
I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad,
I feel so funny, I
out like this
Tru D-O-G what you got for me
Tru D-O-G what you got boy
[Tru Dog]
What I got?
[tobyMac]
Tru D-O-G make it hot for we,
Tru
been gone
I need a little sugar in my bowl
I need a little hot dog on my roll
I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad
I feel so funny, I feel so sad
a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Fast like a loopty loop
Then around like a merry-go-round
We even ate at a hot dog stand
Slam danced to a rockin'
not, of my words dog, hot dog hot
Go head, no fear, big hair, so fair, by air, Nike air, door play, good day, Boomplay
spotfiy, Audiomack, SoundCloud,
to waste
Two hot dogs for 99 cents
I look up at the sign
It says two for 99
I see there's only one left
I need to talk to the chef
I use condiments because
You know, it's funny how certain things stick with
you through the years, like how it feels to be 10 years
old at the county fair
Hot dog stand,
help but say, "Hot Dog!"
Some call me Woodcutting Sam,
Some call me Woodcutting Jim.
The last girl I cut wood for,
She wants me back again.
I'ma say is some way we'll be straight one day
Check it
The hot dog man's standin' with his hot dog stand
Handin' hot dogs at the Museum of Art
If you
of the carousel
And you can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby, is where I'll
there
Every famous dog with hundreds of dollars
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest California lottery scratchers, and the hot spot
I know you're hungry baby, when you get home I'll feed you a hot dog.
Baby I wish you'd quit your bitching
And use your mouth instead for kissing
[Hook]
I can’t be stopped naw
Cause i make it hot dog
We keep it tight plug with white
I give em lock jaw
I’m raising my stock y’all
You can
lata de lixo
Pode ser algo de bom
Meu nome é Willy dog
Só não como hot dog
Mas tudo que vier de bom grado
Será reciclado O No! O yeah!
Não me importo
head
Glock make him dance he be doing the hot dog
Watching the scene to see niggas that seem to be tough
But they really be wussy we calling the bluff
see it yet
I know that I'm hot dog
Cool down on a speeder jet
I know that they got me
I ain't call
Cause I ain't need em yet
Pop another addy
And then
"Can I have a hot dog?" were the first words she uttered
As he smeared a hot bun with some cheap yellow mustard
With her half-open eyes and her
to a fetish
She gon' eat the hot dog cause I get the relish
Come and get this work cause you know I gotta settle it
Before I get the coupe, yeah, you know I
it's over and we're headin' back
We'll stop in for just a little snack
Six hot dogs oughtta be just right
After such a wonderful night
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