Lyrics:
with my people
My vocals panned like I'm Peter
Gave you game by the bleachers
Girl you my prey I'm the preacher
And I'm fresh to death, grim reaper
This
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
or hate me" "Jay-Z"
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down"
Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday
fast, like a cheetah, get out the two-seater
Walk up on a girl named Anita, or Rita
Ask her for change to put money in the meter
Didn't really need it
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Jim pons (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Ian
Faora Ul, she’ll go to war for me
If it’s battle time, I know that she’ll settle the score for me
She stand by my side, that’s exactly where she’s
mad cause I’m banging through their girl speakers
10 speed go fast, cheetah
Fuck her once then I gotta leave her
I can’t stand like none of you bitches
displayed by Peter
I'd be lion if I said I wasn't a cheetah
Tell ya girl I said nice to meet cha
I'd be lion if I said I wasn't a cheetah
Tell ya girl I
see her in silhouette
Than get another version of these
Uptown girls, with the arrogance
I gotta put em on freeze
If autumn is coming then let her come
clright
Psych 222
Yessir
Everybody say they can't keep up
They can't stand me? huh,
to be fair, he runs
Like Celine Dion, Madonna, singer can't be
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
Giving by Push pushing just like dope dealers
When it comes to this, know nobody roll iller
I come off my head like my hat do
MC stand still like a statue
light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
twitch indicating that perhaps
She'd had a rage stroke
Meanwhile, onstage
Nicki was hoisted up by the male
Dancers, arms in the air in full expression
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
Hoping for it
Hoping for it
Girl you know got me hoping for it
Have me walking through the open doors
Got you singing out the vocal chords
Once
Tiptoeing on the gazebo
Pulling up ballin' like Z-Bo
I am connected to kilos
Fifty gang members got Rico
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late
lit
Guess who's coming to dinner?
Andre 3000 and Hank the Third, go figure
I've got two stand-up jetskis, a top pedigree horse, just to pet and feed
stuff up, y'all feel good?
Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do?
(Party!)
Randy Mac in the place to be, what you
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
understand, cause he's so ambitionless
I'm swingin' for the stands, out potential limitless
You ain't gotta spend no time tryin' to level up the kid
To me, she
recorded it the same day
He wrote Eastside right there at Regional
Like we was there
That was when the girl had came up to us like she was coolin with us
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