Lyrics:
on the island bad bitches
in here by vibin, come in this bitch looking flyer I’m bout to hire
one of these bitches with body yadi yadi yadi, chopper Karate
Yeah! You got more trouble
Than you can handle, honey!
What the fuck are you gonna do?
How are you gonna scrape on by?
I do believe that there are
to leave omo(omo)
Shey na me you want to kill omo (omo)
You already know the drill omo(omo)
It’s many girls that I see
But your bum bum bigger omo
Your bum
2001 we did a lot of touring
2002 we went on the Sprite Liquid Mix Tour
With Jay-Z, 3-11, Talib, NERD, Hoobastank and more
That tour started us
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
of me
Derived and thriving in a hive confined
By evasive morality
Bum, buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah da dum bum bah dah dah dum
Buh duh dum. Bah da dum
Bah
She's the apple of my eye
She's impossible I'm told
I just can't wait for the time to pass me by
So together we can grow old
She's the apple of my
hot
If you're not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed
hot
If you're not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed
Bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey
the same, only want one thing
But by any means, don't expect anything
Maybe you could get with me, text with me, maybe even text with me
That don't
the white boy's Pa and the Indian fell a'bleeding
In the grass by the creek in the late summer heat until his heartbeat stopped its beating
Now, hear the rum
throwed off ever since I was a toddler
Baptized by fire
But that was after the water
Holy Spirit take the lead
Bum bum bum bum bum bum
Oh Father can you
what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest
our Friday afternoons
And lately I've been missing you, yeah
(Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum)
(Bum, bum, bum, ba da bum, bum dum dum)
Summer
from you stupid mouth
Hating on my grind, but I ain't bothered by what you talk about
See me on my shine, don't you say nun when I'm up and out
Crabs in
Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip
Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with
Yes yes time to rhyme and shine now rip it rip
Jump up and down cause that's the 311 style
Cruise on by the frowners, float follow me now with
side by side
And yes we get it on, one time most definitely
Further the mind, shallow waters and know life
Give me that water and love, we gotta make it
Check the technique, 311 in L.A.
Changed a lot and then some, some
Know that we have always been down, down
If I ever didn't thank you, you
Then
Check the technique, 311 in L.A.
Changed a lot and then some, some
Know that we have always been down, down
If I ever didn't thank you, you
Then
311 champion sound
Coming straight from the underground
In the here and the now back to where it began
Never even a chance, it wouldn't happen
pick you up around 8
By the way, yeah this a date
All your exes, they lame
And that's a shame
Cause you girl, you girl
You're perfect
Yeah girl, you're
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