Lyrics:
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to wail
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You
I wanna jump with you, baby
Babe, I mean tonight
I got money to waste
A car to drive
We'll go out and play
The joints a little while
I wanna jump
lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shot gun blasts
to myself after I laid,
Smoking a last joint before I (unknown) to sleep
"What a man will go for when the hornies, ah, set in."
Well, suddenly as she laid
clang
The joint is jumpin' as it never did before
Clang, clang, clang, they're saying
Bounce me brother with a solid four
The boogie woogie was
a joint,punks always look at me hard
Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard
Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly
Got a butler named Humphry
Bandstand, bandstand, bandstand
Bandstand, bandstand, bandstand
Hey I'm makin' my mark, gee, this joint is jumpin'
They made such a fuss just to see us
you
Tru dat, now who dat?
But you at? Brandy
I knew that
The Q joint, the new point
The funk fellas ???
R&B and Rap fanatic
???
Smooth criminals
Well, tonight I hit every doggone joint in town
And while my bottle keeps a-talkin' to me it don't need you around
But tomorrow ain't gonna hold me
probation for six months
But Uncle Donnel and Ol' Dirty Bastard still in the joint
Reset
Start over again (uh, uh, that's right)
(That's right, that's
dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back
Take it back to the ? leanin' gettin' rec room punch
We in them authentic alley switchin' joints
Major general
Unbelievable, and becomes weak at some point
Done got straight blowed after hitting some danker's joint
Somethin' long lastin'
Big Boi and 'Dre, the duos who
Some are preoccupied with glamour and glitz
Actin all bougie and making big movies
But I'll be in the cut, call me incognito
Busy makin' joints
sweatly clothes, pile up in this joint
Stand up by themselves at this point
It's so filthy now baby I can't lie
I wipe my feet before I go outside
I
I want to be old
And creek by the fire
I want to smell of rotting wood
It's all I desire
I want my joints to seize up
I want my legs to ache
gods play
By Dun Ringill
We'll wait in stone circles
'Till the force comes through
Lines joint in faint discord
And the storm watch brews
to understand
Why I flip
They're not hip
Like I'm hip
I'm hip
I'm alive
I enjoy any joint
Where there's jive
I'm on top of every trend
Look at me go
of gin.
Pretty young got me
In the shape I'm in.
[Chorus]
I pass by the juke joint,
Look through the door.
She's doing the boogie-woogie
In
team that doesn't even sweat the gleam
Or glamor, we'll figure 4 your ass like Greg the hammer
Man, we rocking joints like the who or Santana
Keep
you ridin' or you dyin' cause we swingin' iron
Lox and Poppa, turning niggas into Jim Hoffa
Who gon stop us, your last joint double copper
You
they money in pool
People swore we was fuckin' but we was just cool
She used to hang while I slang my joints after school
She'd watch my bomb, help my
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to wail
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
You
I got it right
Packed up everything and just took off one night
I made it from the beer joints to the Opry stage
He said the only difference is
y'all, I'm lookin' to prove a point
Kickin' a freestyle every now and then
But mostly after joint
See I smoke good cause see it go good wit them flows,
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