Lyrics:
I Just Wanna Have Some Fun
Written By Daryl Cameron and Keith Henderson
(1 verse) I don't know the reason that you came here,
And frankly, I
my addiction
All of the drugs in my system
Should be listed
As some of the worst in the district
Can't believe I'm still living
Missed death by some
the type of people make the club get crunk (cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka, cracka, lacka-lacka-lacka)
I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game
and told her, "I hope they don't kill me 'bout my race"
Equal, we just wanted to be treated equal
You bleed red, I bleed red, we all people
Equal, we
and we could never be equal
One day you'll understand that we are different people
If you don't know, I'm Kishou
I'm the goodness tainted by evil
I
Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell
Sir John
I have played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by heart
I'd extemporize
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
Now that nigga fuckin' slow
Lose some weight fat ass nigga
You look like Homer Simpson (Doh)
I pulled a golf club out
Hit that nigga upside the head
Home of the brave
Your real friend stay relevant
You can tell by the evidence
I guess I'm way too far from hesitant
Too past judgment on my past life
Ride with me hey
Ride with me hey
I see some woman in this club
That I already fucked
But you know what
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
There's
They play by ears for years now my folks deserve some equal
Affection from this infection that gives our foundation
The same blood the same drugs equals
how I'm riding Nigga
Come shop with me if you needing some work quit all that bitching and crying nigga
Counting paper hands hurting
I been grinding
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
Well, I don't want your number or your company
That's why I'm gon' be the first one to leave your party
For the club
Bottle full of bub
That's
Well, I don't want your number or your company
That's why I'm gon' be the first one to leave your party
For the club
Bottle full of bub
That's
the club)
Every time you do something yeah I got to one up (One up)
Wanna see me get high get high wit me (Get high)
Wanna see me get by get by with me (Get
get high like you do drugs
Like spit me out I'm chewed up my life is chopped and screwed up
I know you up in this club, I know you don't give a fuck
sky high
Bad on the mic, but really I'm a nice guy
iPod on track 5, listen to R-Type
Likely to turn heads every time I pass by
If you hate, you're
the Fiend of the Fell
I have played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by heart
I'd extemporize backchat, I knew how to gag
that's how I know I need you
Stay by your side, know I'm never finna leave you
Cause I never met an equal so nobody cannot beat you
Put you in the latest,
doesn't grant you the excuse not to try
I mean tell me why
Do some stall
While others just fly by
Some take a nose dive
Some fly low
And some fly high
Some
(I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a) flirt
Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt)
Winkin' eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm a flirt)
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
else
Quit what you're thinking of
Ain't no one above it
Everybody's equal in the eyes of love
Some are 'bout as subtle as thunder
They just try
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