Lyrics:
around here after the beating your poor excuse for a racegoose took last week, and every week for the past decade!
UNCLE WALTER:
Old Benny paused to rewet
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
(I'm gonna sing you one of my favorite songs)
(This is written by a good friend of mine)
(By the name Steve Goodman)
Ridin' on the City of New
take off your leg
He got that s*** that can take off your
Y'all n*ggas suck
Benny get bands, Benny get bucks
I keep a Glock, it stay tucked
Slide
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
(Hello,
Lenny
Jump a dollar for a penny
Then I'm Jettin like I'm Benny
Yup, uhh
Crack the Henny, like a semi
In the city where it's windy
Ego strong you can't
Benny bought dollar wine so he could keep his dollar sign said hey,
Safe for another day
Well Benny keep your dollar safe
You can rest assure there's
hieny, but nevermind me
You might find me (where?) , in Hawaii
By a pine tree, when it’s 90 (hot)
Benny so cool, it feels like 19 (cold)
Just like your
don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book (hello, hello)
Just throw your wine glass for Slo up high
We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
By: jimmy buffett, steve goodman
1975
Chorus:
There's a woman goin' crazy on caroline street
Stoppin' every man that she does meet
Sayin' if you'll
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
By So Fast
Time To See-What We Have Time To See
Turn The Projector On
First Shot Roger
With The Fender Guitar He Just Got Out
Of Hock
When He Sold
a rook now
Hang you by your halo bring your wings into the cookout
When you not mobbing deeply you pg what you shook now
Black tinted windows black glock
I might go down in a grave today
I don't give a fuck if I get paid
I might go down on your bitch today
I don't give a fuck if I get laid
I might go
barrio
Barrio!
We don't need electricidad!
Get off your butt, avanza!
Saca la maraca, bring your tambourine
Come and join the parranda
Wepa!
Well, maybe next year or when
December twenty-fourth, ten p.m.
Eastern standard time
I can't believe a year went by so fast
Time to see, what we have
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
Can't see it all
'Less your flying by
Just sitting
know
The sauce, I got it from Real, it got me on my ten toes
Back at it, boom, bap, rappin' Benny a Savage
Bet a hundred bucks that I could outrun that
Throw on your boardies and grab your board
Shortboard, longboard, fishboard, fun
The waves are cranking, it’s time to charge
Let the gnarly waves run
a year went by so fast
Time to see - What we have - Time to see
Turn the projector on
First shot Roger
With the Fender guitar he just got out of hock
yeah yeah
And I’m the man in my city
Your girlfriend think I’m pretty, oh woah
Outfit screams I’m the shit
We never met but she miss me, yeah
We
room at the Holiday Inn again
Well, maybe next year
Or, when
December 24th, ten PM eastern
Standard time
I can't believe a year went by so fast
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