Lyrics:
do eat
Play by rules and you might live
And I try to do this shit for the kids
But y'all got different prerogatives
And y'all rot in hell
And I dwell
You might see canines, sniffin' and searchin'
You might see plastic bags with drugs and stuff
You might see a whole block full of thugs and stuff
Be
don't know what a cloud is
Why does everything I love have to die?
They all wanted to see you be as big as you could be
But I couldn't let that be
By
the bathroom, what?
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is Johnny, Donnie Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you
the bathroom, what?
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is Johnny, Donnie Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you
"I wanna stay with you, forever"
Yo, yo, the A-1 sauce, the Divine Force
My mind blind force is known to blow time off course
Even, if I rode
your mouth
[DMX bark]
AAAAAAAAHHH!!!
[HOOK]
[Durst]
You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit [yeah]
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit [why?]
Because we get it
in the club goofy
You see these girls showing love goofy
They wanna blowfish like I was Hootie
Balling on these N***** like Doug Flutie
Made for tv
like Hootie and the Blowfish
Or have em on they knees yo, now they feelin' so sick
Flossin' Rays and Jays but still be havin' one wish
City's full
live like a movie
Yellin, "Do me! Do me!" Too much loose booty
They want to be Blowfish like Hootie (chill)
Premature pregnancy is ill
You never
Islanders rise!
We'll be flying high for the rest of our lives
Divvy up the booty yeah
But don't act snooty
Toss a coin to the blowfish
We ain't talkin bout
It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do
And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you
And I'll be runnin you and your man
goofed too many time jessi slaughter
Im a tiger in the woods and youre a golfer
Only wanna be with hootie and the blowfish
Pass the jay to casper
I only want to be with you, street value
Twelve keys with these motherfucking beats'll do
Got a view of the coral reef
Brought sand to the beach
no lines
Hootie be doing his own thing why the fuck
Is you working bout I
Smoking a blunt sipping Chai
Big booty Kim by my side
All for the fam bitch
that gold toothes
Old Gucci, new Gucci
Make you upgrade your booty
Whipping up that Hootie and the Blowfish
I’m getting to it chain cost a brick
other fish are probably envious of your ability to puff up and protect yourself when you need to."
The blowfish looked up at Jack with a grateful smile
kiddies with my satanic flow,
I seep into your ears and take over your mind,
Bring out all your fears that you thought you left behind,
So just bang your
that you keep gettin' my shit
Cause I've been workin' my ass off like them no booty bitches
Tryna blow like a blowfish but ain't no Hootie in this
Keep
you're going to be big be
It's kinda cutie it plays the flute g
And yeah a flute playing wig wearing pig's a fucking hootie
I ain't no blowfish I'm
and the Blowfish
Don't let it go unless you wanna forfeit
I'm sensei came to help you focus
If you pop my switches
Lean like Diddy
I'm the one that gave you
I'm just I'm just rocking out/ Hootie & the Blowfish
Can you get up on the pole/ do you know tricks
Is you living on your own/ on your grown s**t
Do you
everything is so noisy
Can we turn it down
Grand daddy used to go on road trips
Carolina, no chips
Hootie and The Blowfish
He pull out a road map
He say
Always solo dolo, no Hootie & the Blowfish
So gotta go at it alone
And if you meet the buddha on the road
Gotta kill him
Same as the cop in your head
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