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goes to eat at the Ritz
Big steaks, that's the breaks
We eat hominy grits
From a bag, what a drag

He's got a car made of suede
With a black
they stoned, all that shit
So fly, call me pilot
MCs getting turn a kit
Body bag that murder vic'
The seven dance is evident
We stampede:
And a pocketful of bailer twine

I break the promises I made
As I box up all the butterflies

I ruin
Everything
As I sit in a field of grass
In the spring
the Jag'
And check her like Jack in the Box
I put Chanel, the lil' bitty bags all over all of the dots

Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback
to step aside
And walk in line like all the rest.
But IQ never did that well on tests.

I don't watch TV cause it's just a box of lies.
It makes me want
easy to step aside and walk in line like all the rest.
But IQ never did that well on tests.

I don't watch TV cause it's just a box of lies.
It makes
You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me
Sail right around all the seven oceans
Drop it straight into the deep blue sea
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
Griselda is greedy, I'm sorry to say.
She isn't contented with four meals a day,
Like breakfast and dinner and supper and tea
(I've had to put tea
those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.

Tear the paper off the box.
Sometimes the best fun.
Watching all the girls and their
that will help to begin
To show you, your beauty

Where is the red-headed girl?
The one with the green lunch box
Even though you had a brown paper bag
tea-bag spazz
Pride of the vicar caste
Sent off to asia
Expansion land
Determined to be a man
Determined to be a man
Determined to be a man
Determined to be
not to wake her
Tea and a toast to yesterday's capers
In the morning 

She wrote my name on a red telephone box
When I got there she'd already
masturbate her potato
Well big bad businessman
Have you any love

Old mother hubbard
Making tea in her cupboard
She drinks to her only
And feels rather
send somebody to the Stop N' Go
we need some celery and a can of fake snow
a bag of lemons and some Diet Sprites
a box of tampons and some Salem
leave her calm I know
I said I know what I wear that a box or the bag

Oh yeah can you see them?
Out on the porch
Ah, but they don't wave
I see them
calm I know
I said I know what I wear that a box or the bag

Oh yeah can you see them?
Out on the porch
Ah, but they don't wave
I see them
Round
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

[Chorus]

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
a bag, get a dutch, and fuck something
What you getting into, I ain't doing nothing
Same old shit, making money, niggas frontin
What you getting into, I
tea
If you like a taste of tea
Then come along with me
It's martini time
Yeah yeah feeling golden
Bring your own beverage
Just make sure it's cold
You can take all the tea in China
Put it in a big brown bag for me
Sail right around all the seven oceans
Drop it straight into the deep blue sea
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc
Got your main thing in the lip-lock
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Little Keis on the beat, blah
Yeah yeah (This call may be recorded at any time)
Don't forget the bag, don't forget the bag (To accept the charges)

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