Lyrics:
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
Think of all the times u made ur girl cry cuz all those damn times I had to stop by
Had to play step daddy I told her baby get at me whenever husband
bitch on the Peter Pan with two blocks
The bomb look like a Fupa, baby, let's make dua
If the dogs come, don't call my phone, I never knew ya
If you
you can point your fuckin' fingers
To say that's the bad guy
I'm tryna hit the road by tomorrow
I told the plug I need them things that can swim in
good
Hear the kitty beatbox
I still put bread in my Nike shoebox
Step in all white like the Ku Klux lot
Baby pause
Give it to you good
Hear the kitty
it out (oh, oh, oh, do me, baby)
Black people
Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump (oh, oh, oh, do me, baby)
Come on, white people
Do
it out (oh, oh, oh, do me, baby)
Black people
Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump (oh, oh, oh, do me, baby)
Come on, white people
Do
It's the R-A-P-S-O-D-Y
Yo
History say don't repeat her
Many years a slave, took notes from the Peter (yeah)
You should marvel at the fightin'
It's the R-A-P-S-O-D-Y
Yo
History say don't repeat her
Many years a slave, took notes from the Peter (yeah)
You should marvel at the fightin'
Turnin' blue in the face,by holdin' his breath
With the white cloud bullshit stuck in his chest
But then he tried to stop,but it never worked
I can do bad by myself
Yo I done it before and I can do it again
Sho don't need you to be my man
Yo if Peter Piper was to pick ya know a peck o'
Twinnee’s
So when I release its bars building a jail in my girls womb it’s prison break when my babies come out they will be in series
They talking fashion
You know that time flies when we're having fun
Let's take baby-steps, then we can run
Friday near the pool getting kissed by the sun
Late when we go
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself
I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
we men in black
Crystal boy team member
New wave lit by a lantern
Jacob dasher and prancer
Green thumb im the planter
White boy winning
Want to be like
work hard to
Make more I can do bad all by myself
I ain't tryna play love games cause I can do bad baby
I can do bad bad bad bad bad all by myself
I can
the right one
Intra, white one, two tuck
Baby, I ain't typin', clipped like a hyphen
About to go bananas
Have you 2 steppin' with the dances
Blue
the passenger
Kush in my lungs lick your lips we be flirting
Toes by your kneecaps looks baby no swerving
You say I'm flyer than Julius Erving
Can't fall in love
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out (Youngin from Del Amo)
Black out, black out (Belt by
I'll tell you how I became the wicked nigga they call Young Mind Fuck
Black out, black out
(Youngin' from Del Amo)
Black out, black out
(Belt by
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
baby, oakland town
Can't understand why I'm so down I'm not a white wall, I'm a vogue like seen
On white wheel I roll got a fresh new beat, made ya get
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