Lyrics:
y'all wanna go ahead
And talk all on my name
Say one word i'ma punch him the face
Alright wait, too much need to calm down
Take your mans out back put him
something draws me to you
How in just a moment's time can all of me pursue you
What's too much
When the fascination keeps on growing by the minute
birdies by the pack
Everywhere we go, we go to the back
Backyard bars servin' jars full of batch
Back under the moon with the tailgate back
In
ain't too much for me to
The world keeps changing rearranging minds
And thoughts predictions fly of doom
The baby boom has come of age
We'll work it out
up, cannot control us
I got so many things to see
So what about now?
I don't care too much what they talking about (yeah)
I been going hard, I'm in
basements and backyards
Singing together under the stars
It's such a beautiful world
Life is beautiful
Sometimes it's all too much but thank God that
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
It's been too long, man, where have the years gone
Chilling in the backyard party
Dancing with the stars, so naughty
Oh I used to crawl on my knees
But
Doin' too much, too much, 7 much, too much
Don't you know that I'm the one
You can't get nothin' over on me, baby
Doin' too much, too much, way too
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
Easy livin' fly don't take the harder way
Came up from the bottom I worked too hard
Grass ain't always green up in the backyard
I been showin' too much
Her father was a failure, her mother was a comfort to a doctor
And lawyer and Indian chief, the shirt ran out of buttons
He lost all his marbles
Bury all the records in the backyard,
When you're not looking I'll go dig them back up
You can bury my body in the backyard,
When you're not looking
Highness
Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest
Moves you're makin', too fly jewels are shakin'
Not a rape patient, you're lookin'
Highness
Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest
Moves you're makin', too fly, jewels are shakin'
Not a rape patient, you're lookin'
picking all day
We don't even know how much money we done made
Make that Dollar Tree shake
Make that Dollar Tree shake
I don't even know how much money you
I backed out
Get it by safe, then I get loud
I bet you too high, up to get clouds
You give the same, you give it all too late now
It's how it's
hanging in the backyard looking at a new point of view
But it's too cold outside
(It's too cold outside)
Looking back it's all the same
cnother plan inside
With a big ole shotgun too
Lovin' situtation look mighty poor
So if'in you're really wonderin' what I'm doin' in yourbackyard
I told you ,Baby, I'd
(I go dey)
Tell all the bad man say, make dem stay faraway
If dey no wan see gobe
But my baby no rush
Abena no rush
Omoge no run
No rush
You too much
, am I doing too much?
See you got me all alone
Waiting right here by the phone
For you to call me
Just to hear your voice tone
I keep on wonderin'
If
Ow, good God
(I'm down at the club, y'all, yeah)
Boogie down baby (Move ya)
Shake what ya mama made
I see by how you movin'
You could take it,
Too much, too much
Too much, too much
Too much, too much
Too much, too much
Too much jewelry on a yung nigga neck
Too much money, all I wanna do flex
you think of me now?
but you didn’t even care about me
maybe I asked for too much
or maybe I didn’t understand
maybe it was all your fault
or maybe it
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