Lyrics:
you're going to be big be
It's kinda cutie it plays the flute g
And yeah a flute playing wig wearing pig's a fucking hootie
I ain't no blowfish I
Young buck it's my b day
Spit bars like a Relay
Some of y'all can't relate
I'm timeless ya'll be late
O.G still spit clean
Like my clip hot sixteens
everything is so noisy
Can we turn it down
Grand daddy used to go on road trips
Carolina, no chips
Hootie and The Blowfish
He pull out a road map
He say
a uie
My life is a movie
The girls all on me
I guess I got cooties
Does tricks with her booty
Guess I am a Hootie
And she is a blowfish
Man, I just snap
everything's racist
Shirts, Go Fish, strawberry smoothies
All the Blowfish (especially Hootie)
Everything you say is insanely racist
Every single day
Always solo dolo, no Hootie & the Blowfish
So gotta go at it alone
And if you meet the buddha on the road
Gotta kill him
Same as the cop in your head
out the foreign on my jumpscare shit
Like another earthquake in LA, baby I felt it
Red exotic, that Swedish Fish
I'm off the scripts, Hootie
goofed too many time jessi slaughter
Im a tiger in the woods and youre a golfer
Only wanna be with hootie and the blowfish
Pass the jay to casper
drip drape like a reaper.
I be easy breezy beautiful. I'm not no undercover.
I'm a lover of the darkness. That's me just being honest. Yuh
In
home is
Rent buck motherfucker, I own shit
King Tut 500 with the gold trim
Get low, submarines in the ocean
That's a nice riff
Hootie and a blowfish
like (??) check it
I want to sell like Hootie and the Blowfish
My goatee got shorties sayin that I look like Will Smith
With cuter lips huh, my clip
focus, it's Wu Tang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers
Who have
the cold gift, leave your ho stiff
Make your ho sniff Hootie and the Blowfish
Obey the coke king
Cause every motherfucker in rockin' loaded, I'm on that
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
one by itself bigger than planet
You got what I need so if you want it you can have it
Everybody tryna grab them goodies out ya basket
Cuz you the pick
to y'all
Every day, I just lay around then I can't be found
Always asking "gimme some", living life like a bum
Times is rough, my auntie got enough
to y'all
Every day, I just lay around then I can't be found
Always asking "gimme some", living life like a bum
Times is rough, my auntie got enough
(HOOTIE-HOO)
Ain't nothing new, that's just us oozing perfection
Been stacking up, clipping this paper like Mary Lou Retton
While nigga be stressing
About
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
and thangs, you don't have to pay
No bills and thangs
Blow nose!
Well they'll be waggin' lest you do behind them?
And like the blowfish said
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
..... to get out of his car."}
Yeah, yeah check it
From alligator belts to patty melts I be that smoothest nigga
So hwo do you figga that Atlant
Under-cover, over the hills and through the woods I go
Like green lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no guillotine see, we be them
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