Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines It's time for us to take a chance If you talk, you better walk With more than good hooks While you're

I been cold the whole season I should call my next song "Freezin'" Coldest nigga alive, I'm so cold You niggas get on my nerves, you're so old I painted my whip in the vid like a prick, now I'm carless (Cold)

Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', been told long time ago, Oh, big conniver, nothing but a jiver, done got hip to your jive, Slippin' and a slidin', peepin' and a hidin', won't be your fool no more. Oh Malinda, she's a solid sender, you know

It's really going down in the goddamn south I 3-up, 100 to the end Wasted, undone How could you judge? I’m wasted right now Wasted undone Wasted right now Take a sip, drowning in this shit Choppers on my hip I hold my head

My bitch she hot, my bitch she hot I'm whipping a bowl (whipping a bowl) Just like a sock, my bitch she hot Just like a pot, my bitch she hot Just like a stove, just like my piss When it smell old, I'm whipping a bowl I hit with elbow (I hit with elbow)

I just want you to be normal Why can't you bitches be normal? Always gotta be so extra Why can't you be normal? Yo, how do I keep (I don't know what's up with these hoes, man) Getting in relationships like this? (I'm just sayin') Maybe it says something

Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Goodbye, little Robin-Marie Don't try following me 'Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ships' leaving on a three-year tour The next tide will take us from shore Windlaced, gather in sail and spray On a search for the

Fourteenth of February , eighteen ninety nine. Odessa, How strong am I? The British ship Veronica was lost without a sign. Baa baa black sheep, you haven't any wool. Captain Richardson left himself a lonely wife in Hull. Cherub, I lost a ship in the

My memory is muddy, what's this river that I'm in? Bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete Under skies all smoky blue-green I can't forsake a Dixie dead-shake So we danced the sidewalk clean New Orleans is sinking man, and I don't wanna swim

Zoo Lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout A little dose of home-fire got him all smoothed out The Golden Rim Motor Inn Soft water and a color TV So consumed with the shape I'm in Can't enjoy the luxury Melancholy wine-soaked tenderness She hated