Lyrics:
sweet
He threw down his crutches and he danced on his feet
chorus
Now I went up the Lee road a friend to see
They call it the Madhouse in Cork by
and call her Addison Lee
I'm off the shits, fuck your bitch, send her back to the beach (suh, suh, suh)
I'm with a crazy white boy, call him Conor McGregor
“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool”
I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold
plank
Get you higher than a Spike Lee joint
See I'm a chicken hawk and I'm hunting chicken and watermelon
It ain't nothing but hard time bailing
Just
or black as Chauncey
Remember him from blackstreet
He was as black as the street was
I'll never be as laid back as this beat was
I never could see why
Breathe release let go then move on
Breathe release let go then move on
Breathe release let go then move on
Breathe release let go then move on
Oh I
want to walk away and start over again
There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror see another face
I said, "never", but
Oh oh ohoo.
Damn, here we go again.
Oh oh ohoo.
Common passed on this beat, I made it to a jam,
now everything I'm not, made me everything I am.
man
You don't recognize me? It's Lowdy Williams
Oh man he's wasted, shit
Stop laughing at me man I'm Lowdy Williams
Thought you'd bewitch the world
who liked her ,who really liked her,
Jaime Lee got married on 5th avenue and I was married in Las Vegas, by an Elvis impersonater.
I married a German
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
and sisters
Want to act like I'm adopted
Go back in time to when my nigga daddy
Impregnated my cracker momma and stopped it
My oh my, oh my
Feeling
paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
what you want me to be
So I'm a be that, for six D-I-G-I-Ts
I'm a L-you-N-A-T-I-see, 'bout to be -L-O-W-you-P, c'mon
(Chorus)
(Kyjuan)
y'all be
I'm giving you the best
Sweet love
ANITA BAKER
To bake a whole cake
Not a slice
See the layers
I'm funkin for Jamaica
Wit the spliff lit
Waving
a clear message
Like Khadijah saying prayers
I'm giving you the best
Sweet love
ANITA BAKER
To bake a whole cake
Not a slice
See the layers
I'm funkin for
I put the gun down, beat you with Bruce Lee
My bitch set him up, I rob him, waist deep
Better put gloves on when you finna handle me
Halloween masked
the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rocking with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if
'm special but the kitty make him special Ed
Nickname Sara Lee cuz I'm soft as bread
Yeah I'm cute and cuddly but my name ain't Ted
I'll be your full course
intentions to
Nigga got no principle, better watch who you listen to
I see it in your eyes, you weak, the lies you speak
And shit you do right now, where
caught the vapors
They caught the vapors
Now I got a cousin by the name of Vaughan Lee
Better known to y'all as Cutmaster Cool V
He cuts, scratch,
(yeah)
Now I'm in Dade county
(yeah) , I see some thick bitches (yeah)
I try to holla at 'em
But they all trick bitches (damn)
I think Trina sexy
(oh) ,
Bugaboos
I need a good laugh
You, make me laugh
(Bugaboos! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Did that make us laugh?
(No!)
Think about it
(Bugaboos!)
taken just by going outside
(James Lee Alexander, Pamela Turner, Sean Bell, Bobby Russ, Torrey Robinson)
You know we can not run away no there's nowhere
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