Lyrics:
ta fight your chick
Lorena Bobbitt, Told her to slice yo dick
If you Ever break up with a Psycho bitch
[Verse I: Tech N9ne]
Don't give me that
Nowhere to run
revenge is a bitch cause these hoes want to get me
CHORUS
[2nd Verse]
I smoke up a blunt to let my motherfucking day just ease by
I gotta
marching down around the town.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants came marching three by three.
Hurrah, hurrah!
The ants came marching three by three.
Hurrah,
down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three
down to the ground
To get out of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three
to the ground
To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
up most the beer everytime
By nine o'clock got a half case between us
Pull into the quick pick Lendell had to have some smoke
There sit Susie in
Stand in formation, my motherfuckin' real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers - all and together now!
Ready? Hell yeah, y'all niggas better get
And let's count up to ten
Let's count all the numbers up to ten
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Hey!
We start with 1 (one)
Then it's 2 (two)
Followed by 3 and 4 (three
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
Loading up the nine glocked
Stroll through the Springcreek looking for your chilling spot
You gon be a victim of a Tommy Wright Homicide
Dealee you can't
to get out of the rain
Boom boom boom
The ants go marching three by three
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go
She hits snooze
Not one, not two
but three times
and that’s fine
by me
Cause I could lay
Right here all day
Just watching
Her talk in
Her sleep
make it stressful
You start keeping pace, they start changing up the tempo
Now, who is cat riding out on the town?
State trooper wanna stop him in
they're PJs but because they're stained
Last week I wore my PJs all day
to the job centre then to get a take away
I gets up late I haven't got dressed
So
Fresh when I'm dressed (Mmh)
Got cash like (Phew)
Man I'm blessed (Ay)
Take flight (Zoom)
Rest then I just (*bird sound)
I'm so high up (High up) I'm
the troopers one, two, three,
"Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?
You'll come a-walzing Matlida with me!"
Chorus
Up jumped the swagman
way up by hard work
I ain't ever got no where, but I got there by hard work
Work of the hardest kind I been down and I been out
I been disgusted I been
rolls a gold Cherokee nothin' like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a nigga that's real
So if you see me cruisin' by keep your hands
stopped
Was coming for your spot put your hands up
Celebrate your fashion!
Amen, on the runway
Dressed in his best point
Amen, fashion, on the runway, work
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I'm
men) (Repeat 3x)
Day one...
I wake up to the sun in the morning after justice hour
Refinement is in order so I bust this shower
Get dressed but
a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy
Standin' on the block when the spot get hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm
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