Lyrics:
Your body has got to admit, that hey you're a starving artist
Squeeze your body as tight as a fist
And say hey you're a starving artist man
You're
could a squeeze, yo d artist no want go jail yzt "no way
Call me a money victim me cya live off a small food
So mi go hard fe win big if a no white chop e
The Movement, follow my lead, clock my speed
Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze
He's artist of the year, who can touch me son?
Like Jimmy Casta,
Niggas
We all can have some figures
But these artists like to squeeze Triggers
See you winning, wanna beef with ya
Come home 9 to 5 then that pussy
Nigga,
that the gang really come with the shit now he trying to bargain
Accurate when I up the scope my nigga we two types of artists
We two types of artists
of the war be the artist still (tell 'em)
Partner still squeeze it off 'til your target killed
Gun powder, clean it off with a orange pill
Für die Gegner
They all wanna squeeze it
Squeeze it, squeeze it, squeeze it, squeeze it
They all wanna squeeze it
Squeeze it, squeeze it, squeeze it, squeeze it
Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's
Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's
Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when Daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
Cause she's playing all night
And the music's
Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's
the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do the clam
You can get your heart to spin
of a world that's dab and gray
Add a lot of colour, and frame it just that way.
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their
Treat me sweet and gentle when you say good night
Squeeze me, please don't tease me
I get sentimental whenever you hold me tight
So squeeze me,
Treat me sweet and gentle when you say good night
Squeeze me, please don't tease me
I get sentimental whenever you hold me tight
So squeeze me,
Get squeezy
(Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze!)
(Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze! Squeeze
Push me in
Into greed
Force me in
Into greed
Squeeze me in
Into greed
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
Mama's got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when daddy comes home
He never gets no rest
'Cause she's playing all night
And the music's
squeeze
All alone the captain stands
Hasn't heard from his deckhands
The gambler tips his hat and walks towards the door
It's the second half
When you squeeze me baby
You make me hollar whoa whoa whoa
When you squeeze me baby
You make me hollar whoa whoa whoa
That get my mind
Now what
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