Lyrics:
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
on that ass just like a drum
Bum bum badum bum bum bum badum (Yuhhhhh)
Yes I take a bite, take a bite out the plum (Yuhh, Yuhhhh)
And this a beat by
your blouse
(Miss TJ Maxx)
Babysitting is a bum deal
So they sat as time went by
Slowly as time could go
The baby blurred, and softly cursed
'Cause
Well, I ain't been home for so doggone long
I almost forgot where I come from
Ain't got no money but I still ain't a bum
I'm almost nearly but not
happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover
That's what's
getting stranger You better walk on
Shades of moonlight rangers You better walk on
The shapes of things are changing, one by one A complete rearranging by
sand
[Haylie:]
Have a good night
[Thought:]
You little creep
[Stewie:]
Have a good night
[Thought:]
Die in your sleep
[Both:]
Babysitting is a bum
you can too
Night Changes, power rangers
Journey through the life, it feels so dangerous
I feel like the man from the mountain top
Wait for the beat
love to hate
Mad cuz your man wanna cut the cake
Last night he promised me his soul to take but I settled for his playlist
He ain't run no bases on me
He
cars smokin' gas
Niggas actin' like Cristal went out of style nigga
Money in it, go
Same kid from the projects, 5H
Just flew by in the i8
Still do
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
a member of the 1939 graduating class
Her interest in wildlife was sparked by family vacations to the High Sierras
She aspired to become a forest ranger but
Got a new nigga...he my hype-man
(Hands up hands up)
Keep a bad bitch by my side like a nightstand
Do that little dance make it clap like hot hands
He
you need to run and go get your frigity-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
Trips to your crib in the middle of the night
I know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right
Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight
You know that
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
the club make you give me bum bum, ha
Make you give me bum bum
Am sorry to the girls wey no get bum bum, yeay
Weto mami
Ene yeden shake mammi
Ene
bothered you!
We should take the creeps out at night
Drag them incomplete by their ears
We should nail their thoughts to the wall
Stand them in
should take the creeps out at night
Drag them incomplete by their ears
We should nail their thoughts to the wall
Stand them in the street with a gun
in despair
In the air
Then I see
The
Bum by the bridge
And the cricket by the tree
Sing a song without the words
With the echo of the breeze
Raise your can of beer on high
And seal your fate forever
Our best years have past us by
The golden age of leather
This was the night not long
president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
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