: He didn't like to jostle in the light Finding it much soother in the night With his face as pale as pancakes And his posture in rebellion with his
: Yee Haw! Look at him go Look at that sonabitch go! There is a boy named Junior Playing Uncle Sam Got a master plan Like Vietnam Don't give a good
: Have you met old Slick? He's slicker than spit He's slicker than alligator shit Ask the girls in town and man they say he's it That's old Slick He
: Whatcha gonna do about it, huh? Whatcha gonna do about it?
: You got 48 hours to go Best start wrestling with your soul because a Texas boy's got a big hard on for you, man You got 48 hours to go Better climb
: Believe in the lie Of the big eyeball in the sky Billy, watch what you're saying Billy, watch what you do Billy, best lay back and watch the wide
Like an old near-sighted mohel I'll see you on the other side As our heads implode from blind pride Try to remember these words: Ignorance is bliss (x3
x2] [Verse 1: Tulisa] Six Thirty in the morning I've arrived early from tour, Step into the house I'm walking up the stairs, 1 step, 2 step, 3 step 4
B Lyk Dun Worri I Wil B Der Asap I Will Eat U Dnt Wna F*** Wiff Me neva, dont get on the wrong side of me Im Givin U 2 Da Count Of 3,2,1 Fazer I Remember
you can impress, Down at Club S! Yeah! C-L-U-B, place you want to be (x 4) De le la la la de dum (x 8) C-L-U-B, place you want to be (x 4) When you
pocket there ain't ever nothin less And if your bitch f**k me she f**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G [Verse 3: Bun-B] You see me hop out of a '08
can't smile Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All
niggaz can't fuck with me Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50 Check my logic, smokers don't like C's in their weed shit Send me to C's
One-two-three-four-five-six-seven . . . 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 A,b,c,d,e B-a-d d-a-y Spells bad day forseen Ouiji board, jump aboard Its calling our sweet
life 'n [Hook] B to the I to the G B to the ANG? let's do it So get them hands up high We gon' get'cha funkdafied B to the I to the G B to the ANG? let
& 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! omfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c'mon what'cha
from the bottom to the top. Temptation or confusion makes you wanna stop. ButЎ (I know you, and you know me) C.b.m.c. given to me by chuck d. That’s deep
It’s the sobb story, the sobb story Repeat chorus Verse 2: charlie brown Red like green like 1, 2, 3 Here comes the hop along kid charlie b. I’m constantly
