Lyrics:
guys
Got everybody falling like Andy's coming
It's insane
Watching NPC's
Talking about end game
Blinded by networks
It's a shame
Can't see they're in
buen guaro
Que quieres vino champan y una casa
Para amanecernos de las 3 hasta las 4 de la mañana
Ja ja los terabyte
Crazyman y black dog
Andy el
runhere comes the policeman:
Tender poke police walkerwhom the dog and the man see as:
Precious birthday fudgethen -
Swamp night (the man)
Bull nail (the
See David in tattered blue jeans
Listening to Hawkwind's 'Silver Machine'
Selling hot dogs by The Round House
In North London, thereabouts
David in
pulled
I ain't hurt about it but it's still some fucking bull
I'm really headstrong
Got da mind of a bull
When I was locked down
I ain't care what y'all
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
there's a small cafe
Where they play a little cowboy tune
A guitar picker was a friend of mine
By the name of Andy Boone
Yeah, Andy played her a sweet love
stick up your chaperone's
It's a dirty dog world, say it louder
Every Friday I'm bein' chased by Craig's father
That's why I'm on the low like pro
And my
Don't put a bridle on a bull
He'll never do what you want him to
Don't put a bridle on a bull
He'll just take you for a fool
And if you take him by
Bull city I'm on the north side of town
Use to ride around with it in the trunk
Now I ride around with it in the front
What it do dog what it do what it
about misunderstood weirdos by Belle And Sebastian instead
It's getting lonely building playgrounds out of concrete
Under dog days endless sun
Ladders,
Swerve right by the gate
Right by the gate
You never gon' come early
You come like
We gon', we gon' run on the beat
You cannot stop us for the feet
I let
Warhol must be laughing in his grave
And the dogs are on the road
They're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here
Warhol must be laughing in his grave
And the dogs are on the road
We're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here comes
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Diligence 44 Bull Dog in a Honda Civ
K9, is that you yeah? X10
Fifty-five-0 on a chopped off ting
Took big, big risk in a Honda Civ
44 Bull Dog in
of the bull, now I'm walking off
You ain't popping off, gotta pop it off,
Gotta gotta, pop it off
You ain't popping off
Gotta pop it off
Tired of the bull, now
in New O, pimp Creole
The bricks get white like Andy Griffin
By the way, Me and Pitbull doin' terrific
Still got the blow, gettin' the doe no Bisquick
When opportunity knocks
When possibility calls
Take the bull by the horns
Grab life by the balls
You gotta take the reins
Break the rules
So
the hustlas, come on
This is for the hustlas, oh
Oh, come on, come on
I make money like a motherfucker
It ain't no thang to me
Short Dog in
This was not what I signed up for. Andy screamed at me.
What do you mean? You told me you wanted me to write Christmas music! I yelled back.
I
Or you could stand for a dog that's not your own because your own damn dog is next.
I'm proud of every pit bull, but ashamed of my own country.
I oppose
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Warhol must be laughing in his grave
And the dogs are on the road
They're all tempting fate
Cars are shooting by
With no number plates
And here
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