Lyrics:
Thirty years you been draggin' your feet
Tellin' me I'm the reason we're stagnant
Thirty years you've been claiming you're honest
And promising
flare
I'm the best I know its unfair
At your door and your bitch coming
It's her and I and we ain't smashing pumpkins
I pull hoes and only pushing buttons
let me see your love
Do you even remember it
Oh my god
It's so wonderful
I got pills on my own
I got pills on my tongue
Smashing pumpkins on my head
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
it for fame
Even though they screaming your name
Keep independent forever
Be true to the game
It time to Rock out
Wait I already said that
I live by
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
Dashing, smashing, knock you outta commission!
I'm a killer like a Manson, you're blowin' like you're Hanson,
Your powers are weak when you go against
the suburbs smashing pumpkins
Like a socially awkward white kid ostracized from a public function
Tell me what's your function, girl? What do you even do?
From
look and see
These people that are just like me
But no one has the courtesy to grow up and be honest
The pain is there
But it's masked
By a screen,
Didn't stand a chance in an endothermic reaction
Set up like a pumpkin on a table that I'm smashing
Sentence for trespassin's a verbal ass thrashing
Man,
a passion, I'm no longer sad no more
In order to thrive you gotta find your drive
Once you find your drive you'll feel alive
My album has trap, drill and so
be side by side
Oh its Christmas time
its Christmas time
Got the holly & the
mistletoe & pumpkin pie
Ill be here together with
the one I love
Making
i'm blasted and i'm blunted
Women smashing like a pumpkin
Telling autumn fall back
Bitch i'm hotter than the summer when i'm
Ridin' down the street
To grow old in my arms
Oh, girl
Take all, can't stop
My love
Can't stop, you can't stop
Can't, can't stop, you can't stop my love
Can't stop,
of us zombies over here, lil' buddy
All of us robbin' 'cause we love your money
Got our own money, but we love your money
Crack a nigga's head wide
Feel fantastic, Massive blastin' bass at the faction
Quentin yellin "action"
Drip like a double hit of acid
Smashing Pumpkins, Double Dash...classic
of a kid rum
Riding down the strip with your diamonds and lil' dro
Shiny bald head catching sun rays
Smashing down the strip going backwards down runwas
And you play them all the time
In your room or on a drive
Baby I
Love you
But I don't love Seether
I can't stand
Billy Corgan either
I mean don't get me
your sister
Time we all got drunk, I up and kissed her.
Now that I told you, love, I promise that my heart
Won't stray until the day that death tears us
assumptions no discussion we just get straight to the loving
Smashing her shit just like a pumpkin
Feel so good it got me cussing
Fuck ya man girl fuck your
was fucking Halloween town baby
She up with Sabrina hit that cat like me and sail her final
He pump like pumpkins got me smashing like it's Devil's
want to be
You can be a Pumpkin
Or be your favorite Treat
You can be a Hero
Just Imagine what you can be
Billy: I’m so excited to wear my costume now!
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