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First day out |
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Got another funky rhyme |
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Another funky, funky rhyme |
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Got another funky rhyme |
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Another funky rhyme |
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Another funky, funky rhyme |
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Aw shit, man, that's the |
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ICPThis is my jam, |
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I'm on a psychedelic |
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Motherfucking, inter-galactic void |
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GAw, shitWell, they let the gate up so |
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I bailIt's been six months pick me up from the county jail |
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With a smog mother payin' my dues |
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Steel toilets, worn blankets and rubber shoes |
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But I ain't naggin', here come the fellas |
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I can hear the muffler draggin', 8 men in the car long |
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And the Faygo is almost gone |
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My nuts are kinda hard so |
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I need a mate |
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So my homeboy's cousin set me up with a blind date |
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She said, "Pick me up at three" |
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Can't bitch, the bus don't ride your street, ho |
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We gonna eat at |
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Mexican Village |
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Take a cab and |
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I'll pay the tab |
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And when she showed, well, |
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I'll be damned |
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Left my wallet at home on the |
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TV standHave her pay him and for dinner too |
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The knot in my sock, it done bit you |
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She's all prettied up for nothing |
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I'm smelling like shit and my chin is scruffing |
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And I'm chewing on my food like a pitbull' |
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Cuz I won't front for the ho |
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Stuck my face in a bowl of soup |
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And just sucked it all up threw my missin' tooth |
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The bitch jumped up with a boom"I have to fix my hair" and broke to the bathroom |
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She's got the tab, so |
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I go for mine |
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And order up some '52 vintage wine |
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Hey, Louie, bring a fuckin' steak with that |
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Motherfuckers like jail say fuck dat |
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She's back now and her hair ain't fixed |
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Probably took a long greasy-ass smelly shit |
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I ain't saying nothing though |
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I ain't saying nothing bout the funkin' ho |
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What's up bitch, |
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I'm ready to break |
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How long can one fat bitch take? |
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Quite snacking and pay me saps' |
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Cuz we goin' home to meet her pops |
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So Joe, what is that you do for a living? |
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Aw, come on pops, you seen me selling rocks on |
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Verner and |
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Springwell, matter fact |
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I think I sold to that fat bitch in the kitchen |
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Your dad's really cool sweetheart |
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I mean him letting me use his car |
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And he slipped me a fifty, |
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Violent J is kinda nifty |
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If I'd a hit you'd be home through |
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But now you're coming home with me |
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Dad, I gotta bitch in the bedroom |
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Take your ass to the bar and don't come home soon |
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Now the juggla's known to smack hoes |
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But I need the shot too, so |
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I switch to the mack mode |
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Now woman, you know |
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I love you |
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So why don't you just let me fuck you |
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Now bitch, |
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I know you's a freak |
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So let me get a little kiss on your cheek |
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And a fuck to go with that |
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Come on, nympho, let me hit that |
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Tell ya what you let me stick it |
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And I gotta left over piece of chicken for ya |
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Ya little sewer skank |
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Ya nasty little pipe-smoking sac-chasing, ho |
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And that was that |
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A little smooth talking she was on her back |
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And I'm finally sticking |
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Dump ya, and |
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I'm eating my chicken |
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You'll never guess what |
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My first day out and |
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I caught my nut |
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First day out and |
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I caught my nut |
