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I got Dee Dee Dee Dee
If there’s a part I hated BY far
It Would Probably be reading
No one should get ambiguous
That word I hated it
This
'Cause I put molly in my lean (aye, Kodak, Kodak)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
'Cause I got it by myself (aye, aye)
Nigga, I
shit, you know
Everybody lovin' it, but ain't nobody touchin' it, yeah
Decaydance takin' over this year
I feel like dancin' baby hold my fears (So
of
Sounds like this
Or you know
That sort of thing
I started
Sort of tapping
It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette
She was
Nigga you young
No one does it better
No one throws a eastside party like we do
Nobody, no one does it better
No one throws a eastside party like we
like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way
Throw your hands up in the air like you never even cared
Fellas bob your head and ladies let me see you whip your hair
Shake your body to the ground
play the tuba
They said by this age I would've been pushing up tulips
I walk in peace and grace thank you Jesus hallelujah
Never taking breaks even
other
Now im just chillin like Bob Dylan
This is a meditation in an emergency
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Its half past ten in the evening and you
as a slave like the Fourth of July
This a sandstorm created from original thought
I bust boundaries son, you just do what you taught
My vocab is powerful,
of her social advances
And presented her with this choice
"Bernice, bob your hair
You've persistently declared this intention
Do you dare
must to collect this year
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Girl I say Suzzy
Oya come from here
Me like the way you shaking up your bumbum
Dey black and white like
that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on shit on hit on get on the dick of this
Slick niggara but you can always call the Nina
A killer in America,
a house fire
Got a .9 right by her panty line, she'll blow you away like a dandelion
Before they cross me, they'll nail me to it
And I'ma dance when it's
brothers DJ Timbuk2
& Phife Dawg too soon nOBODY else to thank
(POOF)
DAVE
Peace and love everybody, you’re welcome
MASE i would like to thank God for
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now
No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now
We're the renegades of this time and age
to see something like this
Let's just say it's a Saturday night
And you wanna go out on the town
Got a lady to flatter who might give it up if you don't
just wanna ask you this
Would you dance with me
And I saw you standing by the corridor
With your high heels on and your tiny clothes
Whatta work of art
up 'bout
To turn on the horizons
The Beast Coast connection still
Deep like Verizon
Did you ever think that you
Would be this real?
Did you ever think
sippin' through rouge lips (eh)
Dangers approaches we're like wait who's this?
Let us save you some trouble son
What size suit you is?
This way after
Say hoe
Yeah you
Can I ask you a question
You like to fuck?
Oh, you don't want me to talk to you like that?
Would you like to make love?
I
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Hey Grand master Bob that
Old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
Checking in your bag for the cash got the hot sauce
Save the last dance we can hit it like the Bob Ross
Planted in my mind way you garden
I'm just tryna get
He just yells, "Shut the fuck up, bitch, this Tom guy is serious"
I hoped you would kill it, I'm always a optimist
Thought your response would be
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