Huncho farm (Huncho), got your bitch on porn (smash, smash) Whip's too foreign (skrrt, skrrt) ice on arms (ice, ice) Shit go bad, like it's L.A. traffic, yeah Crushin' down Addy, yeah, bustin' out plastic (yeah!) Whip's too foreign (skrrt), iced my arm

All you gotta do is swag Get your hands up if you out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah If you were more like an out of town girl, girl, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah All you gotta do is read the signs The exit is to the right, I don't know your name

Oh! Mama, Mama look there! Your children are playing in that street again Don't you know what happened down there? A youth of fourteen got shot down there The Kokane guns of Jamdown Town The killing clowns, the blood money men Are shooting those

If you're not in it for love Let me make it clear To you my dear If you're not If you're not in it for life I'm outta here! In it for love Willin' to give it all you got Mind if I sit down?

You got me so hypnotized The way your body rollin' round and round That booty keep bumping, titties just bouncin' up and down Now do it some more (just like that) Just do it some more (yes just like that) Girl do it some more (now shake that ass, make a

It's a bring your own booze contribution We got beer and good old boys, good old girls Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion Oh, but tonight it's on, pass the jar around Get so far gone we come unwound We

Run run Rudolph And then away went Rudolph Santa's got to make it to town Out of all the reindeer You know you're the mastermind Randolph's not too far behind Randolph he can hurry He can take the freeway down And away went Rudolph

Well, go and get your own damn high 'Cause I got, I got nuggets I got, I got, I got nuggets They try to chase my supply Man they, try to chase my supply That shit hits and you're in for the long run And by the sound of it, regretting your clear neglect

We've got to get away, get away And the rest of our lives we'll be free You and me, we're helpless can't you see Got to move on, catch the next train And we'll be gone Get your blue jeans right on, babe Put on your old brown shoes Right on your feet Time

With your beer in the headlights I swear I never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere I got the key turned back Windows down, I'm turning it up and your spinnin' around Takin' a sip, swingin'