Lyrics:
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
He's even more over than the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten
Maggie comes
down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
A man in the coonskin cap, in the pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
Maggie comes
Yonder come little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's out running, with a new girl
With another, sorry man
Last time, a saw Maggie
She was
Hit the record button
This beat is brought to you by Red Dust
This beat is brought to you by Red Dust
One day, I'ma come home
Celebrate the people
only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talking' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie
only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talking' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie
lightning
My Maggie, she's got a lose one
She uses Milton as a road map
My Maggie, she is a bright thing
She talks in couplets, she steers by lightning
prey?
Maggie says, we might as well
Find someplace to hide
Even in the depths of hell
I'd stay there by your side
I'd give my all for you, you know
I'd
in your pocket
Well it's no longer alone
I finally found that wishing well
Maggie said it'd make a good home
And every day I live with you
Haunting
[Dappah]
Bro’s got a juice so I might grab a Maggie, but try know I ain’t talking Thatcher (Nah!)
Over the years my circle’s got smaller
But I don’t care,
I got Maggie on my left
& a zoobie on my right
Trynna keep all the stress away
I took Ls on the chin
Just to make it out the hood
Now I’m
I sip on some bourbon, the drinky poo special
Thoughts swerving through my mind, a drunk sailor's vessel
Headed west by a captain with a left-handed
the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Living on borrowed time and borrowed
down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten
Maggie comes
Rutherford B hayes and Gabby Hayes
Marlon Perkins and Carl Perkins
In the dead of night we've seen it all:
Boy George in drag?
Or was Maggie Thatcher RayGun
Maggie and Milly and Molly and May
Went down to the beach (to play one day)
And Maggie discovered a shell that sang
So sweetly she couldn't
down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten
Maggie comes
When I'm dead, put me ten miles deep
Hand me up my shotgun Maggie made
The Devil's come to take your boy away
I've been spotted on the run
I'll be
Mr. Bennett never finished, you can't miss a call
Me and Supa Supa sold out SOB's, New York
Went from Maggie's Palace sellin' reggie out the door
Now
right
No this can't be ri-i-i-i (Maggie)
Is this how I have to live
Pistol by my side?
Will I have to kill, will I have to die?
No this can't be right
No
promises
I'm not scared of her
Maggie walks by
She's angry
This woman
Standing by her man
Like a ceiling
Who says that?
Oh Maggie
You're dressed as her
the alleyway
Looking for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full
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