Lyrics:
Espy rb1 spot, Ezekiel Elliot (keep feeding em)
Betcha by golly (geez)
Prince rogers so sorry
Thank god 4 our blessings
Araminta her prancing (Harriet)
We just trynna find our way
Rocking caesars palace today ( Yeah )
Wake up with the sun in my face
Betcha by golly wow life is great
Feeling
everything except my belly betcha by golly wow Chris Brown'll be proud
And I need a bag
And I need it now
That money gone double up
When you move out of town
To show I love you, thinking of you
Write your name across the sky
Anything you ask I'll try
Betcha by golly, wow
You're the one that I've been waiting for
I'ma take you to the good ole days
When we said Betcha by golly wow
Love don't live here anymore and a house is not a home
And I'm wishing on a star,
Seen a lot of bad
I mean I've been living quite a while
I just want to focus on what's good
Y'know things that make me say, "wow"
Y'know what I mean?
it
Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything about to pump it
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
three four five six hey!
Well I got a dog and 'is name is Blue,
I betcha five dollars he's a good dog, too,
Oh, Oh, oh, yow!
Bow wow bow wow bow wow
29 Palms
She's a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best
She
Betcha can tell by the look in my eyes
I hope you got the time baby to make things right
Because I know I may just be your style oh
My curiosity it causes
And yippety-yippety-yippety-eye-oh, by-golly
She's never giving, but how she takes
She's got twenty-nine diamond rings
Got, got, got 'em without any strings (wow!)
A dynamite
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
Although my
U some of our songs
Betcha by Golly ...
Graham Central Station is the name of our group
We're makin' this record especialy 4 U
So lay on back
where you can)
Somebody wait's for you
Kiss her once for me (Kiss her once for me)
Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh by golly
thinking like fuck shit oh wow
Everybody know the Prince when I step out in the crowd
Yeah I know my people love it when I get up on the mic
Listen closely
of the game
And I ain't never skip a lesson
You can tell by my grades
Sometimes I rock braids
Sometimes an afro
I'm a Nuyorican Cuban
That's Pun and Castro
Plus
to
The Rhythm
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
hoping that i'll see you again
So i'm packing up my bags, it's time for me to do the same
With all the smoke ahead, i'm gonna blow it away
I betcha by
I dont usually trip... but I like your fly
Di way you move body
Got me lifted exotic
Move like gyal dem at Follies
Stylistic ooh betcha by golly
I
lame ass would run up on me
but chad moss you better be protected by the army, PUSSY
(2x)
fuck bow wow
fuck em
fuck bow wow
fuck em
fuck bow wow
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One squaddy, horrifically burnt in the Falklands War,
Was approached by Prince Charles during a presentation.
"Get well soon" said the Prince
up, Mr. Lover
Like Prince said you're a sexy motha well-a
I like 'em real wild, b-boy style by the mile
Smooth black skin with a smile
Bright
out!
Hilltop we been down since
Back in the days... I'm the clown prince!
It's your round!
If ya hangin' at the back of the bar
So just bounce!
Like ya
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