Lyrics:
Hangin' by the skin your teeth
Motorcycle devils
Rev for the cruise
Soldiers in the alley working the rue
Little bitty pretty one
What?s got into you
brown, brown
'Til I'm clean
Then I walk where I'd be shaded by the trees
By a meadow of green
For about a mile
I'm headed to town, town, town, in style
the damn thing
I want sex in the kitchen over by the stove
I want put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll
LA face with the Oakland booty
I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
When a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
waist
And got a nice little, itty-bitty frame
You know I'll do bad things to that little, pretty face
From LA to Tokyo
New York City, around
Well, down in Mississippi, there's a little bitty town
And there ain't much happens till the sun goes down
Then all the people come from miles
keeper!
A little death for the living dead, to give myself to you would kill me!
So paint your pretty face by numbers, that same old shade of dick suck
pickin' up the tab
While his bitch savin' up a little bitty bag
I'm rich, I could put a hit on you and laugh (ha, brrt)
Have them young niggas hittin'
hides hangin' by the dozen, even got a little bitty
Muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun, tomorrow Poppa's
Gone turn em into money
'm done
So it would seem you seemly little leeches
Best respect the preaching, I beseech you
Meet and greet your teachers
We been sitting in the bleachers
I wanna know how you dance pretty baby, by the light of the moon
Do you carry your lovers around in a heart like a tomb with a view?
I wanna know
The other day I walked out on the street
I happened to see
A pretty young woman a little bitty boy
He looked back at me
See the big man cry,
the dick
I just want her 'cuz she pretty
Conversations go to shit
Salutations when I’m moody is a doobie 'til I’m dubious
You view me as a come up not a come
a mess, but made amends
I even made a little hot-white sunlight
At least I had the spotlight one night
It's alright!
It's a good it's a good it's a good
like out there
I mean gross, look
She's just so, black
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in
like out there
I mean gross, look
She's just so, black
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in
They ain't flyer than me
Take all the drugs to get higher than me
Yea I know you inspired by me
Peep how I move, you admiring me
Cause I got me a bag
from my head to my.
Toes
I'm an American boy.
My little brother watched Saturday morning cartoons.
I mowed the front lawn in the afternoon.
Fixin'
Sweet little baby from the hills somewhere
Here's a pretty lovebud for your hair
Itty bitty girl, sippin' Grenadine
Look who's talking to selfish
a seat
When I get inside the door I hold it for my team
Used to pinch pennies
Now we sign titties
Used to ride the bench
Now we ridin pretty
Used to sell
And declared my lyrics illegal weapons in every state
So I can get five to ten for carryin a Papermate
Just a little bitty taste of this'll burn so bad
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
quite
Bob and Mae come up from
Some little town way down by
Lake Texoma, where he coaches football
They were two-A champions for two years running
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