Search results for 'beat by the grouch' Page #6

with the sound
Plenty gonna vouch
Never been slouch
Always been a grouch
Never been about being loud
But I got to get the shit out
It's all because

bed am like watch how she pounce
yo I get the green like Oscar the Grouch
yo we do it dirty like my dawgs in the South
we can get it on on the floor

They will be left quite as a mouse

My step kids have me feeling like a grouch

Shotgun just went off uh oh crouch

My step kids left dead in a slouch

the grouch from the dollars made
They green with envy from the green I'm spending call me crazy
Could not see the picture
cin't got a frame of reference just

Port-A-Potty, the fuckin' game

I'm shittin' on anybody, fuck it, like Rick James, stompin' on your whole couch
Bring it back to the fuckin' days of the grouch

a damn clown 
Man I'm done on this beat sike I'm back like your girl on my meat we made a mess damn we need some new sheets she acting dry as fuck man she

flipped
I ain't gotta do no kick flip
We ain't no tech deck
Bitch better understand
We getting checks
They be like what's next
I'm coming on the beat
They

not, but if it's about some money, they'll make a shout
Make a shout, make a grouch
Hit him with a right, left put him down

We better off as strangers

the corner of the couch
For the green I get on it like the Grouch
Keep at least a quarter in the pouch
It's that way tho
Over they head like a halo
Shit don't

Yeah, Higher
Yeah, Higher
Yeah, Higher
Yeah, Higher

Raise it to the ceiling like we going higher, huh yeah
Stab a beat just like I'm killing,

to go

Crying in my bedroom making beats just for dope
And I walk in with the Glock I already gotta go
Fuck that tweaker hoe from la she a grouch
She

shit)
Yo shit mid, call it a puff puff pass (Out of here)
Keep dropping that weak music nigga you ain't gone last
Like Oscar The Grouch, need to put it in

the sequel close
They gonna be mad as fuck
Watch 'em pack my bags and junk
Fucking up beats like I was hired to
Go and stab 'em plus I
Roundhouse, drop kick,

I like my ass thick
Like a text book
I wanna beat that shit up
Like a right hook
Girl I'm hungry
Put that ass on a plate
But the plate is my face

no clout
Clothes that you've got look like Oscar the grouch
Weed's antidepression I keep in my pouch
Stop all that talking not hearing you out
Look

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man

smart ass mouth

I'm a big shit talker this ain't for kids I got a potty mouth
Bums mad livin' up in tents they Oscar the Grouch
I spent a lot

The Beat Goes On

Britney Spears

...Baby One More Time [Japan Bonus Tracks]

1999

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brave 
La de da de dee
La de da de da
When you have reached the edge by far 
History has turned the page by

The Beat Goes On

Britney Spears

...Baby One More Time

1999

Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brave 
La de da de dee
La de da de da
When you have reached the edge by far 
History has turned the page by

down now, yea
I get so sick of you running your mouth
You lie through your teeth and won't hear me out
I'll say it again' you think you'd learn by now

feeding on my tree
I'm saying listen to me 

Live by the code fuck the snakes, love the Queens 
Steer clear of the reptilians feeding on me 
Like they say

I aint tryna go back
I aint tryna go back
We back again
I aint tryna go back (Living under this rock)
Look everything I do I do alone now(by myself)

Choose to forget and don't forgive
Chose to regret and forgot to live
We're encircled by our own circling
Tangled by our own entanglement
We're circling

Shit I've been smokin
Like Oscar the grouch
Foot on the gas
I've been workin, no slouch
Got off my ass
Had to get off the couch
I'm in my bag
Like