Lyrics:
Kids made fun of my swag cap on Yik Yak
Man, those were days that shit was just straight facts
Taking useless classes, just so I could pass this
Year
on her feet
Seen her 3 times this week
If she passes by then I'll speak
I came up and made my introduction
First and last name said my government
Seen you
That's all - I didn't expect
A kind of Spanish Inquisition
Enters, flanked by two junior cardinals
Cardinal Biggleshas goggles pushed
Over his forehead
top.
(Formica top, it had a formica top).
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends,
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by
Ooh, heartbreak blues, baby
Oh, my first wife, stung the hell Out of me
When I woke up next to her old Kitty-cat kitty
meowing in my face he said
Well
a blue jay
Then here come the butterflies
Such a wonder to my green eyes
Pro Treasure Track today
Skrt Skrt
Yeah homie green and blue
True colors, man
The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
&
Gudda to eat a few niggas back up
Murder Murder Steel Steel uh huuuh
Holla at ya dude
Call the coronor man the track
Has just been murded
Check me out
I,
The best cookin' a man could ever taste
It's written in my heart, it can never be erased
Thank you so much, you taught me well
How to not get souped up,
said he wondered if the mandem was home, I told him "No, man be driving alone, you know?"
"Hit up the court, take your mind off shit, we'll get the boys,
They say I was born on a stone at night
Jamming to the blues
My mama thought that I was a good luck charm
I was touched by a hoodoo
Must have been
marm and plum kissed her on his way
There were funerals at the schoolhouse four weeks later to the day
Up in Moosejaw all the lawmen got their man
lessons, let the nina sing
Before I leave up out this bitch
They gon' know my fuckin' name
Birdman Jr junior! Fuck a dog
Bitch I got a puma
Man these niggas'
lose friends
We'll fuck em all, motherfuck them all
We was never friends anyway, nigga watch me ball
And so I'm a dreamer, I want it all
Man I come from
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
Jenny grew up wild, like a blackfoot daisy
Out in the shack with a blue tick hound
Broke as hell, but blessed with beauty
The kind that a rich man
My only job is cuttin' the time in half
So at thirteen we'll have our first drink together
Black bar mitzvahs, mazel tov, mogul talk
Look a man dead
Well, there she sits buddy just a gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my
as well be mumbling)
Cash (Yea) Money (Money)
All I talk is blue (Aye) hunnids you don’t speak nothing (Aye) (speak nothing)
Cash Money (Money)
All I
took
Broke her back, she leavin' shook, in that water, I'm her bae
Real love man, I hug, them hate, by the 'Crete eye when I play
I can't waste no
We live in a world
Where a man is judged by the color of his skin
We can't win
Not the content of his character
They scared of you
22 million black
found my Fendi prints in fountain blue
Its the white Cuban down in junior
Contrary to you I can't work in a cubicle
Two Croatian cuties clean my
We run this, run this, run this
We run this city, city
We'll wear you down, down
Until you're weak and weary, weary
We got it all
But we gon' take
Casanova
Oh king cobra
Down there by the sand
Luke was mad
And could not
Be a man
Yeah she's gone
Well she's gone
Ah she's gone
Gone gone gone
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