Lyrics:
Olga
How she frolicked on the Volga
Oh, your distant cousin Vanya loved his vodka
Got it, Anya? (no)
The Duke of Oldenburgh was short
Louise
I ask this guy is he ready to fight and
I take him to the park
I ask you girl are you ready to fight and
You put your dukes up, baby put your
(The gathering of Braveheart's forces against the Duke's dark legions...)
As the north wind howled
And the thunder broke, Braveheart
Stands proudly
N.O.T. (I Want My People Back)
(Words and music by Kirk McLeod, arranged by Seven Nations)
The deaf old Duke he came to town
Asking all the men
Baby, I just want to shake it
It took mama nine months to make it
My daisy dukes they fit just right
They squeeze my coochie really tight
So that
Baby, I just want to shake it
It took mama nine months to make it
My daisy dukes they fit just right
They squeeze my coochie really tight
So that
Baby, I just want to shake it
It took mama nine months to make it
My daisy dukes they fit just right
They squeeze my coochie really tight
So that
(The beauty and tranquility of the land
Shattered by the treachery of the Duke!)
A single grain of sand
That comes from savageland
It is more
As I walk through this world
Nothing can stop the Duke of Earl
And if you follow me faithfully
I will promise you peace in heaven above
I tell
the point?
From Karlsruhe to Kentucky
You'll be lucky if you can
Fuck with me, or Illegal on the beats, uh
Don't start duke (huh)
You know you ain't got
Homo! Homo!
Things will get better soon as my letter
Comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown
Wake from this coma, take my diploma
Then I can blow this
All the stress I caused my ma-dukes
Hid guns in the car boots
Hid crack in the dustbins and knives in the parks too (parks too)
Used to hit festivals
brushes
Simple rushes
God makes man and this is the devil's finishing touches
From dukes to duchesses and kings to queens
From dust to dust this is
Homo! Homo!
Things will get better soon as my letter
Comes from Harvard, Duke, or Brown
Wake from this coma, take my diploma
Then I can blow this
Cause I don't love you no more
Which one of these hoes in the lobby wanna slob me
You know me, I like my dick Brown like Bobby
Jim Duke shoot, then
you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out
Duke, the rough route
We don't play around here, nigga, we grown
Start applyin' pressure, give a dog a bone
A duke and full many a peasant.
So the people said something would have to be done,
But their projects did not at all tally.
Some said, "Put a fence
that ain't no crime
Who do you wanna be, Bub?
Gugenheim?
A hotdog only costs that cada dime
If you'd rather be a Duke or Grand Marquis
Well, you
and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke? "Duh-ha, duh-ha"
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in
gettin' crazy,
And it seems to get worse everyday
So come on back Jesus,
And pick up John Wayne on the way
It's getting real hairy
If only old duke
"Hey Mister,
Could you help me start my car?"
I wouldn't know a sparkplug
From the Duke Of Earl,
But when I drive home to my baby...
I'm the champion
Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin' at each other (fuck no!)
That's my motherfuckin' brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
And all the bitches from
hide what your lips won't say
You're acting like the Dukes of the Fifth won't spray
It's okay, they gon learn
Chi's most wanted bitch wait your turn!
gonna rock this thing
Cock this thing
Me and my gang, yeah
Yeah, me and my gang
We got hippies, gypsies, freaks and geeks
High class women in daisy duke
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