Lyrics:
about "words, words, words"
Divide a whole into thirds, thirds, thirds.
I'm a gay sea otter.
I blow other dudes out of the water.
I'm the man muffin,
you the wooden tits on the Goddess
With the pole out full sail, that tempted away your pegleg father
I was shanghaied by a high-hat beaver mustache
you the wooden tits on the Goddess
With the pole out full sail, that tempted away your pegleg father
I was shanghaied by a high-hat beaver mustache
(Trauma Tone) Once I get in my lil' mode
I ain’t fuckin' 'round with these niggas
On a boat, got her
She feel love on the water
Digenero, when she look
stem root
For every palm, watered with the same water, yet some of them we make more excellent than
Others to eat
Indeed in these things there are signs
protection by the bed
There's a child with a gun tired and on the run
Black brown blue what does it matter?
And there's 15 more down on every corner
well
For heaven's sake, I'm the GOAT, you haters can go to hell
When you're getting money, nigga, every day is sunny
I'ma act an ass on that donkey,
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
She bout five five subtle with her swag brain sky high
My type, pretty brown skin with the nice size
Price high, better come correct or she'll hit
an elephant man
Past getting high, smokin' for the hell of it man
If you ain't Grindtime
You irrelevant man
Not Peel, not Jones Nario shit
I'm sorry hoe
Not
So write down the law
And finish up that hell
As we sit by the fireside
So many ideas that are burning bright
To the world we are satellites
Let's try
grease, sperm, and Jezebel juice
To hell with the good news that
He was a father for the first time
His thirst for wine and women
Clouded his
grease, sperm, and Jezebel juice
To hell with the good news that
He was a father for the first time
His thirst for wine and women
Clouded his
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats
There we've hid
the police, comin' straight from the underground.
A young nigga got it bad 'cause I'm brown and not the other color.
Some police think they have the authority
To Fame
Just Drive It Home, Come Hell Or High Water
No Beast Of A Day
Won't Lead You Astray
The Moment Is Now Or Never
To Hitch Your Wagon To A Star
buy
They walk on by while I'm
Cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Oh hell there he go again
Talking that shit that leave a sucka nigga
Going home
big plan
Close on the line and help in the kitchen
Gonna feed a lot of people come hell or high water
Uncle Joe's camp sits on the water
You can fish,
out of bed
And some are grey, and some are brown. Some got frightened by the sound
Of your song that's moving closer, so near, so proud
Turn it up so
out of bed
And some are grey, and some are brown. Some got frightened by the sound
Of your song that's moving closer, so near, so proud
Turn it up so
the water's up good and high
We'll just wait 'til it's good n' late
So there ain't nobody passin' by
I'll call my cousin
He'll pick us up an' take us
don't turn around
Death is a very high price
He gathered up his people
And he took them underground
To the caves of silvery water
Where they never could
creation for its ominous returns
And well before dawn you color me gone
Come hell, come high water, come into me
Storm bring your flood waters turn
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