Lyrics:
Why so serious
Don't ever act like you don't get curious
Why so serious
Don't ever act like you don't get curious yeah
Why so serious
Don't
Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
My little boy said, "Daddy, who's Gene Autry?"
His old movie was comin' on TV
And I
Balmain was python (python)
A Chi-Town shooter, he a Vice Lord
Why God had to make me so nice for? (Ah)
I'm at the Luxor, the coke on the cut board
good evening everybody, if you don't know you won't know
i go by the name of big snoopy d with double ?
and you inside of the big blue ?
and we will
Then the big Dogg got snatched by the cops
No longer will Dogg be
Given ya muthafuckin' props
I'm grown now, on my own now
Not my daddy but pop goes
interchangeable
(Oh) uh (Oh) oh (Oh) ooh (Oh) oh (Oh)
Swear these downers are real Debbie
And this big heart can get real heavy
Don't hold too tight make sure that
rapping
I fucked your little sister but I was just praticin'
Short little bitch I picked her up
Diggin' this big ass dick in her gut
I let her walk
them
Tell all about Him
Count them
Shout them
Tell all about Him
One by one
A little something ago round
Ah spread from town to town
Irresistibly
Got a really big ticket can't cash right now
Make her grab on the linens turn it inside out
I don't get it why you haven't yet decided not to take
choppin' the buds off the plantings If you wanna try then hit my line
0765659 Us man are big, you man are plankton
Rap but I'm blacker than Marilyn Manson Us
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy
the little things
(So much bigger than they seem)
Oh now, all the little things
(Did you forget everything that we were)
All of the little things
(So much
He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile
Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul
You need to stay around I feel like telling some stories
First
rappers
[Nas]
He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile
Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul
You need to stay around I feel like telling some
not here for your entertainment
Do you follow?
I ain't here as your role model
That pill is way too big to swallow
I hollowed out my path
Borrow all my
niggas come down from outta town see
They want to meet me half way at the Nut Tree
But I'm starvin' so I'm Chargin'
15-5 for the Margerine, A-1 Yola
on anybody who ever tried to front on me
With so much personality, what do you want from me?
I could be by myself and enjoy the company
My life, this year, my
All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All
time you jump out and your dawg go in
You know years go by
To where you be like y'all done
Spent all this time away from each other
Fuck, we don't
or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about y'all?
Can I get an outlaw?
Let me get a outlaw
why they call me Uncle Vinnie
And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses
Young to old folks, the upper, lower, middle classes
They don't begin wit no
(Badness)
Your mad
Dat's why you broke outta rehab
N you keep runnin' from SCAD
Big man ting
Big man where?
Talkin' bout big...
Likkle man sit down... mmh!
He will haunt me till I'm dead and gone
Well I'm right here by the lake now
And I finally hooked the trout
Yeah yeahhh I'm fighting by the lake now Oh
that great big expensive
Orchestra waiting for over there?
Oh, boy, I'm sure glad they don't belong to
Alvin, Alvin, say something, Alvin
(Everybody
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