Uh, camo shorts and bubba kush Yeah, we can talk, she'd rather fuss This and that 'bout such and such Man, damn, where is the fuckin' trust? I'm tired
Ladies up in here tonight No fighting (We got the refugees up in here) No fighting No fighting Shakira, Shakira I never really knew that she could dance
Camel shorts and bubble Kush, yeah We can talk, she'd rather fuss This and that 'bout such and such Damn, where is the fucking trust? I'm tired of the
Here's my ghetto story Been in hell, through the fire Now gonna take it higher Here's my survival story So many reasons to sing this Now we got the keys
Yep, yep, yep, I'm back, I?m back Slip-N-Slide Records, Slip-N-Slide Records Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm single again back on the prowl I thought
My brother Esau killed the hunter back in 1969 Before the killing was done his inheritance was mine When at first my brother walked away before a weary
There is a house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one I cried to my daddy on the telephone
Gave you my heart and than you took it and tore it apart. Can't believe i didn't leave you sooner, i must have been a fool and liked the scars. Yes i
Ah yeah, that's right All you single people out there This is for you Yeah I'm not waitin' around for a man to save me (?Cause I'm happy where I am)
Everybody in the club right now, tell the DJ to turn it loud Baby girl, this your favorite song, baby girl, this your favorite song This for girls who
Push me and then just touch me Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Push me and then just touch me Till
Nobody's business If I walk, talk, make love, sing But I'm able to love Able to live, able to love Nobody's business If I walk, talk, make love, sing
Do yo chain hang low Do it wobble to da flo Do it shine in da light Iz it platinum, iz it gold? Could you throw it ova ya shoulda If you hot it make you
But if you turn the porch light on and let the marble night withdraw you can smoke a cigarette on the wooden steps. The mosquitoes are not vampires. The
Twenty-seven times I paint the city in lights Now I changed my mind I was living fast now I'm running on empty And I feel yeah I feel You're gonna go,
Twenty-seven times I paint the city in lights, now I changed my mind I was living fast, now I'm running on empty And I feel, yeah, I feel You're gonna
