Lyrics:
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We got George Benson, we got
in jail cause I bussed on her brackets
Like I’m George I keep some Washington’s
Niggas snakes you gotta watch your mans
I did some dirt I gotta wash my
of rubber bands
Contraband on the other hand
Big girls, big quips, turn around, roll center man
On the real, I'm a gentleman
Put the scrilla, I'm a killa,
girl
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ,
Kid Rock
I like Willie, Waylon, George and Merle, and a lot of ZZ Top
I like country, soul, rock n roll, and I love me some hip hop
I'm a redneck,
by him,
And when the young man saw the slow police car He took off a fearfully runnin
“No grounds? No grounds?” Mr. Zimmerman thought “If there’s no
Seinfeld and George Costanza
We fear no man and throw jams
That attack counterintelligence programs
Exciting like the epic adventures of Conan
(hah)
I
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
'm running up these fucking bands cause ion kno wat else to do
I rather invest in myself instead of leave it up to you
I'm gettin better every day and you can
charm
Sold her my last nickel pooch, she just wanted a bump
Her man wanted a line, so I sold 'em a verse
Sold a quarter for 9, and I sold 'em the vert
Heffey:
"I'm in the booth right now, bitch!"
Heffey: "Hmm? Huh?!"
Heffey: "They hating!"
Juice: "Lil bitch!"
Run up them bands
Count up that cash
Run
Gotta eat me a rapper today
I forgot to eat man
Fuck it
Smokin' out my brain cells
Got the trap doin' numbers
Got everybody wonderin'
How
Performed by barbra streisand
Are you ready to hear your lesson for the day?
-yes, teacher! yes, teacher!
Are you ready to learn what history has
band, right behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We
with mama by his side
And daddy on bass singin' Charlie Pride
Kaw-lija, Folsom, Stand By Your Man
Just a few you might hear from the band
Nobody gets it
Man down ran down who
(Who)
Big bag big bag ouhh (Cash)
Bussin out the roof
Twin seater twins in the coupe (Skrrt)
50 bands by lunch time
U ion want
Blessings on Blessings on Blessings
Man just check out my necklace
Rollie on my wrist, couple bands I'ma spend it
Blessings on Blessings on Blessings
That shit ain't got my ppl nth
George and Eric couldn't breath
Want us to suffocate to death
They tryna get us one by one
Til I'll entire race is gone
This little aardvark thinks he's badder than
Must be joking
Must be running bants
Dun know snout gang man are veteran
Can't touch George my g cause
, Hundred Bands
Hundred bands in a Bando
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
I go to war with a hundred of 'em
Everything I got by Faith
So I ain't gotta focus
bands (Bands)
You throwing all the hate but i know u is a fan (You is a fan)
My dream into reality no limits like the man (Huuuuuuhh)
I'm feeling like
And baby I don’t stress too much I just wanna get my bands all in
More life more life, I'm rolling with a stick no safety
And if you walk too tough,
blanket
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
blanket
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
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