Lyrics:
that you don't know nothing
By the way you carry yourself you dumb fuck
I'm basked up and Jim Carrey myself
You better duck, bless screwed
You'll be
what you've been waiting for
Like a long lost friend
Attached by satellites it's a long way down
You're an angel i don't wanna go to heaven
You
Beep!
Trick Daddy
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch
Gold-digging for
you get on to whiskey)
When you get on to whiskey
Let somebody else drive
Started drinkin' on Friday and by Saturday night
They had be blowin'
to Miami to the tube shop
(Lift her shit up)
I'll show up with all shooters
Like a hoop squad (Woo)
If you wanna take it there
We can take it there
Better
and told him
'You'll be okay'
A lot of rappers are desperate to
Be a star by the day they hydroplanin'
They hopin' that they catch they big break
What are
to
It's controlled by Roger and it's right here in this tube
I can make you dance if you want me to
Now I can set you free from your trouble double time,
control of the chemicals
I saw that look in your eye
You slipped out your tube top
Don't you know nothing good ever happens in the dark?
But I'll party
Say have you heard the news
Riots, looting and shootings
On the tube
As clouds of smoke
Ascend into the air
Sez it looks like trouble
So you better
walking by she was too hot
Daisy Dukes flip flops plus she had a tube top
J's on my feet, I brought them number 2's out
Freshest playa on the block made
on
If I ain't on ya tube, dude, you must got ya channel wrong
I'm tha King of the South, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Ya songs okay
deserve actin' awards
As long as the night is young, go crazy, I got your back
I'll be posted by the jukebox watchin' you dance
Thinkin'
You bitches actin like you don't care
You bitches actin like you YO
Razor blade toenails cut holes inside tube socks
Golden platinum things
him strapped up
With the AKs and Uzis
So excuse me, I'm trying to connect to you
A whole generation is raised by gangsters
Who probably never knew pops,
My pappy said son you gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln
Have you heard the story about the hot rod race
make disappear
And this flow is hypnotic, these class a narcotics, you pop up the bottle
Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit
Prozak
Your great-grandfather watched the tubes
His son my father watched them too
And now as I'm taking my turn
I'll pass all their wisdom on to you
But
coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol
mind the doors"
And they learn that on the 2-day course
This job could be done by a 4 year old
They just leave us freezing in the cold,
What you smell
by your felonies
She wear a mask like is Halloween
No time for games so no Hide and seek
Tsunami waves you won't survive less you hide inside
walk then I evolve into Umbreon
No more twin Glocks in my holsters
Hiding five and tens up in my tube socks
I was Urkle then Stephon after I got
the SEO strategy
At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams
Oh, viral marketing
We paid per click and by commission, wrote the hits,
on
If I ain't on ya tube, dude, you must got ya channel wrong
I'm tha King of the South, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Ya songs okay
(confess, confess)
Don't be boring
Say yes (say yes, say yes)
Don't be dull
A fact
you're ignoring
it's better to lose your skullcap than your skull
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