Lyrics:
Got a brother named Frankie, Frankie ain't no good
Well, ever since we were young kids it's been the same come down
I'd get a call on a short way
you here.
Frankie takes the train and makes it home in time to catch the evening news,
Opening a can of beans he learns the world has turned without
Frankie J, Slim Thugga and Fresh (Slim Thugga)
[Slim Thug]
I got my eyes on you baby from yea feet up to ya head
A perfect night it'd be if I could
JUDITH
Here! I've got an idea. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have
babies, not having a womb, which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans',
Ah already fo sho fo sho
That boy frankie j hmmm
Happy p you sick for this dog
Baby bash
Girl I've got to know
Girl I've got to know
Fo sho
you here.
Frankie takes the train and makes it home in time to catch the evening news,
Opening a can of beans he learns the world has turned without
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
two... they were all in
one pint glasses mind you. 'Arry's on the phone with the wife, "Got here allright," he says, ten past one. So
we, you know...
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
arrogant with my Jesus
Like I just got me some Jesus at
The Gucci store with a stimulus check
Let's go with politics here good Lord
My wife did not like me
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
on me, get the mace, nigga, uh
Bad bitch with the face glitter
Snoop Dogg, murder was the case, nigga
Yeah, my homie got a open case, nigga
We in
of trouble came when I took the truck home
And my wife climbed up into the passenger seat
He softened the intensity of the light in the dome
And ever so gently
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
Or bring your Baby by your Mama and then we gone shoppin',
I got'cha rockin' knickerbockers in the summertime,
I'm lovin' how you smell in Chanel number
arrived home"
Instead of saying "My kid
Came home from school"
You can't say "Kid, came, that, got"
You see, um
Grandmothers tell you "Don't say got"
You
a pick-up truck
In a place across the sea"
I said, "Sure, why not, I've got no family
You seem like a nice guy"
So we went off to America
The home
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
Louisiana home
And all I got in return was a darn country song
This whole country wrong
What would you write if you just put a little ice on
And cut your
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
just by myself, lookin' for niggas like where's Waldo
She got the same shoes as my wife but she copped 'em at Aldo
Modern day MJ with a off the wall
shanty there
Now my Oklahoma home is blown away
Well I planted wheats and oats
Got some chickens and some shoats
Aimed to have some ham and eggs
famous for claimin' a murder
That he never really did
Yeah tell these people all
The facts here really
How you ran your mouth and
Almost got smacked by
feeling in my heart and I hope that you'll protect it
You make me feel like I've found my home
At peace, set free in the great unknown
I'm glad I know your
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