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my hair in a knot, I get stomped in the ground
When I'm down
When I'm down
I get lost in and out when you walk in and out
Turn my hair in a knot, I
I'll drop you (drop you)
Your bitch pullin' up, I'm uh-uh, bitch wanna bag, I'm uh-huh

If a nigga run up, he get stomped, no threatenin'
I got
than them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're
walked he learned to stomp
He stomped so loud that they run him off
Right in the middle of the whooping cough

Deal the cards and let 'em fall
This
came down harder on Sam
And they all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us
And took away our
them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too
and never ever wake up
Never ever wake up, never ever wake up
In God I trust
But just when I thought I had enough

They stomped the homie out over
launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a motherfuckin' helicopter
That's why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
Beatin' motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina
where she'd stomped around on 'em
Stepped on them wagon wheels busted the spokes out

You know that real nice lavender suit one that she said I looked
came down harder on Sam
And they all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us
And took away our
launcher, Biggie stomped ya
High as a motherfuckin' helicopter
That's why I pack a nina, fuck a misdeameanor
Beatin' motherfuckers like Ike beat Tina
Everybody stomped their feet
Everybody digs be bop
And they'll never stop

Down them stairs, lose them cares
Yeah, down in Birdland
Total swing, Bop was
and hat, I left them somewhere way back there
Then he stomped and reared and turned and bucked
And took off to the South
And I slid through Gatsby's
lawn (ding dong)
With your hair all fucked up, with one pump on
Get stomped on, I take the money and run
I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your
stomped you out
And yeah, we blow trees and v's that's fantastic
So girls hold your weave while I'm weaving through traffic
I kicked to fifth gear
Bounce or get Eastside Stomped
Thinking way back before I got mine
Putting bullet holes through neighborhood stop signs
Been a while, it's my adrenaline,
can Bankhead Bounce or get Eastside Stomped
Thinking way back before I got mine
Putting bullet holes through neighborhood stop signs
It's my
where she'd stomped around on 'em
Stepped on them wagon wheels busted the spokes out

You know that real nice lavender suit one that she said I looked
must have got her kicks that'a way
She turned me every way but loose blew my mind and cooked my goose
And stomped my Georgia soul into that West
home.

And the rooster cut his weevily wheat,
The catfish tromped the cuckoo's feet,
The ostrich stomped with the kangaroo,
Jig along, jig along, jig
and clapped and stomped their feet
And hollered at her "dance little jean"

Dance, little jean, this day is for you,
Two people you love, stood up and said
worshiped, don't front, the word's sick
You cursed it, but rehearsed it
I drop unexpectedly like bird shit
You herbs get, stomped quickly for raw T's
shit
Put the Bible down and go eye for an eye for this shit
D.O.T. my enemy, won't catch a vibe for this shit, ay
I been stomped out in front of my
them little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too

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