Lyrics:
Your admirers on the street
Gotta hoot and stamp their feet
In the heat from your physique
As you twinkle by moccasin sneakers
And I thought my
Got to hoot and stamp their feet
In the heat from your physique
As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers
Got no truck with the la-di-da
Keep my bread
laughing at us, Junebug, Junebug.
Hey there Junebug, you sure look good dancing in the mud...
In the red mud!
Mosquitoes and water moccasins, 'gators
holes
A paire of breaded moccasins with worn out soles
Boots were made for walking
Winds were blowing change
Boys fall in the jungle
As I Came
She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM'
Word is
She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM'
Word is
more like a vision you'd seen
The kind of a face that you'd see on the edge of a dream
He was beaded and feathered from his head to his moccasin'd feet
that shit back like some moccasins
You don't want these problems, fuck a promise, I will not forget
I thought love was blind but you lookin', tryna
as soft as a moccasin
I can send niggas at you and have em take away your oxygen
I could then murder you in another dimension
Of diabolical proportions
an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Some Indian summer's day
Without a care
I may run away
With Big Chief Son-of-a-Bear
And I'll wear moccasins, wampum
to the test at your request
I rock you out of your moccasin
Kemosabe got down, took off his mask
He kicked off his shoes and did the Monster Mash
Tonto came
And you can put me to the test at your request
I rock you out of your moccasin
Kemosabe got down, took off his mask
He kicked off his shoes and did
eye?
A nice looking Indian, and honey looked fly
He had to talk because he just couldn't hack it
She wore some moccasins and plus a tough leather
back livin' sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hoppin' in the drop-top B-M
Word is bond, son (uh,
Showstopper, got flow poppin'
These hoes knockin' down doors
Jockin' my stones, moccasin flows
Stay on your toes
I'm better than better
I'll get it on top
an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Some Indian summer's day
Without a care
I may run away
With Big Chief Son-of-a-Bear
And I'll wear moccasins, wampum
to liquor stores in moccasins
My guy got a gig, on the side he barberin'
Married a foreign chick so she could get a green card up in the hustle
Just put it
It's lousy i'm the prodigal son
With ominous, Nostradamus anonymous visions
Confidence, some Obama shit
In Mocassins they can
In moccasins they can ante,
You are now entering the world inside
The essence of your imagination huh
Xanax instead of oxygen in a world
Full of these moccasins
Opsidus,
shivers
Metrocard Lu, I get that fear up out niggas
Visvim moccasins, Nishigawa top im in, Cartier watch again
She look like a model, 'cause she be
You are now entering the world inside
The essence of your imagination huh
Xanax instead of oxygen in a
World full of these moccasins
Opsidus,
shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been
lookin' all the rage
Took her passion and her gaze
And made a poster
Now it's moccasins we sport
We take the culture and contort
Perhaps only
Promotin' of a moccasin, I skin like Danny Boone
When I swallow hear the-
So give me room just give me room back the hell up
(Back the hell up
Know what
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