Lyrics:
are walking by staring at me
pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close
i don't even remember if i have on any underwear
i get up and walk away
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in
just received his medal
It was just an old hand me down Ford
With three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands
just received his medal
It was just an old hand me down Ford
With three speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy, two hands
at work finds your mood up tight
Life is tough, your my love, no time to fight
come her little lady, were gonna get down tonight
how could she say no, I
coolin with my peeps beach bunnies showing out from the waist to the back seat
The summer fest year after year I'm in the sun and my body's feelin blessed
we know
Sweat is running down my back
I'm wearing leather, black
Falling into a trap
There is no turning back
I got my ladies with me
Fellas
we know
Sweat is running down my back
I'm wearing leather, black
Falling into a trap
There is no turning back
I got my ladies with me
Fellas
a good boy like Little Jack Horner
Lost a good lot of friends due to my own actions but I don't want em back no cap
Cah now I'm moving different
That's
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
seen
[Attitude] Huh, sellout
[Mix-A-Lot] Boy this is the S-E-A-T-O-W-N, clown
[Attitude] Forever (Seatown)
[Attitude] Yeah, and that's from
back that spark
Don't hesitate
And you believe me
Ya bitch believe me
Bump
Bump (Hey there you go, there you go, fine by...)
Bump (Too much rump
have that map out
Introduce you to these niggas that I rap about
Pull a strap out
Nigga you better back down
Like a stripper
Don't you do the tax
on the full clip
Party over here
Party next door
Party on the dance floor
Ladies everywhere
Cush in the air
She don't even smoke like that
Got afraid to back
and Mixx said, "Bet"
We landed in Naussau, when walkin downtown
We met four females, all of were down
Went to the beach on Paradise Isle
We played water
tenure as music director
Fo the Boston Symphony Orchestra from 1923-49
(9) Annie's cousin Fanny was a sweetie of
Mine: Is a song by Glenn
Miller
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
a recess pieces to get turned out too
Now I can get that man back
But how you gonna sue me child support
When you ain't sat down and wrote me a rap
See
The old man said, prepared to face the music and laugh
"Bring the shadows down on the heads of the soft ladies
That lie on their mechanical beds"
"And
are greatly exaggerated
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax is highly complicated, cause I immigrated from
This singly-bred little place in
this girl shit I prolly sold my soul
Got a little Cleopatra Imma wrap her up in gold
Back it up for me drop it down real slow
Play ya cards right dress
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up
What's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
Hey, hey
Dis ya boy, Lil Jon (Lil Jon)
BME Click (BME Click)
What's up 40? (What's happenin'?)
What's up
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