Lyrics:
leaving folks
After I get them singing
I'd like to leave ya'll singing
How'bout the folks in the row
Here by the wall
Ya'll got the "red light" with me
Rest
All I'm tryin' to do is keep my pockets fat
With this pimp game, and these funky beats
Now here's a little story from the Oakland streets
You see,
even got fear
There hasn't been a day when I haven't done whatever I want I'm a god here god here
Don't waste your life on
These little things
A little
it away
It's just another day in this old town
So get down
Home shopping channel's got us by the eyes
Scrambling to the phones ordering porcelain
off on them hogs?)
(Ah, ten-four, about five mile or so)
(Ten roger, them hogs is gettin' IN-tense up here)
By the time we got into Tulsa town we had
Though it hardly seems like yesterday
It wasn't long ago
That little brother's bubble gum
Was stuck here
I remember mother's great surprise it
Wasn't
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
against sucka M.C.'s)
(And now, prevention against sucka M.C.'s)
We decided to change the cover a little bit
Because we see the big pic'
Negroes
Do you remember walking to the water? Surrounded by empty summer homes
Some awful nu-metal album, blasting out of broken headphones
We'd wind up back
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
damn town to get killed
It's all about the game, and nothin' else
You come out here, you better watch yourself
Cause you can wear what you want, even
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride,
A sword and buckler by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.
He bridled and saddled a big fat snail, uh-huh, uh-huh.
close to you right now, it's a force field.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big deal.
Your love pours down on me surround me like a waterfall.
And I might be okay
But I'm not fine at all, oh-oh-oh
'Cause there we are again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were
here to stay
Didn't even have food, now I cook every day
Even when I die, it's gon' be okay, relocate
Better and worse, it's ups and downs
I'm just
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Sweet hell
I'm a little lonely in this tore up town
Sweet hell
Won't you come and find me in this big ole house, I said now
laid back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to
This album half as much as we
Enjoyed playing it for you
Because we had a ball only
Real music is
never understand why because his hair was sandy blond. Nevertheless,
the name stuck. So when my brother was born my father became Big Red and
my brother
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
Cole here forever
Me and my bitch, took a little trip
Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no)
Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip
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