Lyrics:
remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days
Smoke that gas, tote them guns, tote them ninas
Ridin' round in that all white range
I'm so pretty bitches ask for my name
I'm so fly i could fuck your
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
okay)
For a white guy
Got my side shave and fly guy (Got my side)
Fly guy, fly guy, fly guy (My, oh my)
Fly guy, fly guy (He called me)
Fly guy, fly guy
for a white guy som The Offspring
Med mig hon poppar x
Det är inte alltid bra men det är ändå bättre hennes ex
Ska inte ljuga tjejer kan va tricky
gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet
We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most
and white T's, my style fresh
Talkin' fly to every shorty walkin' by, she could get it
For the summer but at least give me a weekend with it
Summertime
I'm pretty fly for a rabbi
Meccha leccha hi, meccha hiney hiney ho
Our temple's had a fair share of rabbis in the past
But most of'em were
bricks
Down in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.
Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PP
Wanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clips
For
Fly with me
We could see the galaxy
Eyes light up, I say your name, you start to see a fantasy
She a real white-wing magician
She a real white
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Pretty girls sending hearts from round the globe
Looking fine from their hair to their toes
Make it sexy for me gone strike a pose
Hit my door
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
like it's lies for Christians
Line description
Lies descriptive then give life to dissonance
Mind division high and distant
Fly like gliding
Strippers
("Aunty Em!")!
"Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly..."
...sucking up two thirds of it (SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!) for UNTIMELY DISPERSAL over VAST
state
Time wait's for no man, but no man
Wants to die a poor man with no plan
Some bitches lie a lot
They could be fly or not
Actresses cry a lot
Their
to be seen
By this white knight in shining armor
Wants to be wifed, got no filter
But I hate titles, I hate children
Dyes her hair, gotta new tattoo
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my
holy (tat)
Me versus me none of the guys could ever hold me (hold me)
I'm so fucking fly yeah don't even need a rollie
Looking in the mirror I can't even
and the turntable
This young reporter I did adore
So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before
She said, "Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you
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