Lyrics:
He's your uncle, not your dad
He's the best friend you ever had
So, come on, dig, dig, dig in until it hurts
Just remember Pearl Harbor
The Alamos
while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm
goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA
it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I
or anyplace you go
You'll meet your uncle Max and everyone you know
But if we go to the spot that I am thinking of
You will be free
To gaze at me
And talk
or anyplace you go
You'll meet your uncle Max and everyone you know
But if we go to the spot that I am thinking of
You will be free
To gaze at me
And talk
Me
In This Streets It Be So Rare To Find Someone Who Vibe Wimme
ct My Lowest If You Wimme When I Shine You'll Shine Wimme
Fuck My Uncle, Hey
I Don't
friends
Diluted truth
All around
You're paranoid by
Strange sounds
Haunted by
The boogie man
You've been told
It's Uncle Sam
You've been told it's Uncle Sam
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out,
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
When the sun goes down, the tide goes out,
The people gather 'round and they all begin to shout,
"Hey! Hey! Uncle Dud,
It's a treat to beat your
who's gettin' 'exed?
You made a choice, that's your bad, single life ain't so bad
But we ain't finna go there
Something's off, I'll tell you why
Guess
I'm above it
Your uncle drunk with the music of a generation
A crown I begun with (uh, uh)
Group no name ain't nothing to fuck with
I turn the tide like
Never make it to the end
They all just pretend
I'll stay out your way
I'm still tryna figure my life out again
Just to keep it a buck
But I deal by
Or we’re all going to hell”
They call me Jethro
The Man Without a Soul
Jethro, the wily Uncle that never grows old
Just call me …
Now, who’s the Pompadour
just won't do
Sometimes I don't like who I am, when I look in da mirror my reflection is uncle sam (uncle sam)
And every night I have these weird
Come on
You can't be scared to get yo blick dirty
That's how the game go
My uncle old as hell he still rocking kango
They sent your ass back home
alibies
When your uncle called you to learn
About his secret ideas for your turn
He said don't play your days away, your karma is honey
For men who are
he thinks of the moon or what is on his mind
That comes naturally
That comes naturally
My uncle out in Texas
Can't even write his name
He
I'm back on point
Heat by my thigh, you by my side
Fah' sure, you know Uncle Charlie let 'em know
(She's soooo infectious!)
She's so infectious,
the asylum anne want to
My grave if you ever loved me, Uncle
Tell me who she was!
Your father loved the ladies
Anne's mother was a pretty one
And you can
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
won't laugh at your looks
Your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need
bitch, no, you can't have none of my soda
I'm in a foreign, and you still in your uncle Corolla
I knew that nigga was a cop from his combover
Mom's like,
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