Lyrics:
that night
Well the leader's name was Fats
Swinging broken baseball bats
Things got really frantic
Starting jumping in their panic
the face for?
What? I can't have rocks the size of a baseball
Trust me when I cop I make sure mine cut glass
Never spend my last, like a crack head for
at a baseball game
Cool you off beer, 99 in the shade
Lemons that you made into lemonade
Whatever you got in your cup
Drink up
Sip it, chug it, shoot it,
a baseball bat
Singin' hi-yo, hi-yo silver
(Hi-yo, hi-yo silver)
Sing hi-yo, hi-yo silver
(Hi-yo, hi-yo silver)
Sing hi-yo, hi-yo silver
(Hi-yo, hi-yo
and really had it all
Shout out my bitches fucking baseball niggas
That dress like Bamas with guaranteed contracts
Yeah, I see your vision, sick of prison
Well, I remember back in my younger days of high school
Back then baseball was my biggest dream
So when I stood in line for my turn at bat
I found
baseball money
Used to do it big, but now, bitch, I do it Paul Bunyan
Cincinnati Reds cap, skinny jeans, black Chucks
Hollywood shotgun, watch me make it
with a chainsaw
Then he took the chainsaw, bit the fuckin' blades off
Ate the blades, stuck a baseball in a slingshot
Then he aimed at his own face,
It's no show and no fans
That's how I go, you strike out like Molan
But strike out like Baseball, you go down the goal man
And now you frozen,
comin' back no more
Honey hush
Come into this house and stop that yakety yak
You're makin' me nervous and I'm holdin' a baseball bat
Hi-ho, hi-ho
comin' back no more
Honey hush
Come into this house and stop that yakity yak
You're makin' me nervous and I'm holdin' a baseball bat
Hi-ho, hi-ho
threw a baseball through my window
And the arm fell off my favourite chair today
Oh the man he came today, said he'd haul all my things away
If I
YOUR SUGAR DADDY
I'M HOLDING A BASEBALL BAT
WELL IT'S HI HO A HI HO SILVER
A HI HO A HI HO SILVER
A HI HO A HI HO SILVER
A HI HO A HI HO SILVER
we'd accept it
Sneak it into the play by play of a baseball game
And there's strike three Greg Maddux really looking good today
Speaking of looking good
yakety-yak
Don't make me nervous, I'm holdin' a baseball bat
Well, it's a hi-ho, a hi-ho silver
A hi-ho, a hi-ho silver, hi-ho, a hi-ho silver
Hi-ho,
your love
Was a matter of fact
But I lost my pride
When I realized that
The smack in my bag
And my baseball bat
Was all you were after
Boys "you
ain't nothing in my pocket,
But three nickels and a [4] dime
But I'm holding to the pieces of my dream
Somebody threw a baseball through my window
Get it on, [Incomprehensible]
Well my wings had grooves
And my baseball boots bounce
When I hear the music I love
A soapbox chord was the start
anyways Hennessy used to be a better friend to me
But I had to stop drinkin' so many pints (Why?)
Cause the tendency to forget
It ain't baseball
stop all that yackety yack
Come in here woman, stop all that yackety yack
Don't make me noivous [nervous], 'cause I'm holdin' a baseball bat
Singin'
you go in an elevator
Just as fast as a polecat a-climbin' a tree
I heard claim hundreds came
To a thing they call a baseball game
Cigar stores,
So you like Sunday picnics
And yelling at the umpire at a baseball game
Window shopping, popcorn popping
Wading through the puddle in a Summer
and I`m holdin' a baseball bat
Hi-ho, hi-ho silver (Repeat 3X)
Hi-ho, hi-ho silver away
His baseball cap says Kansas
The Washington says how much he can grow
There's a bank note in his pocket
That says in thirty days they'll have his
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