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). It's a Super Bowl Sundae, hey. . Yo, I'm Chali 2nafish, ain't no * twist in my posture. Lickin shots cause a brotha gots to get my propers,. Shrimp and lobster on my dock like a mobster. Givin
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like the wind now. Run. Run. Run, run, now Forrest. Run. Stop!. . His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin' man. His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan. His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a s
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like the wind now. Run. Run. Run, run, now Forrest. Run. Stop!. . His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin' man. His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan. His girlfriend Jenny was kind of a s
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shrimp boat's in the bay. I won't have my nature this way,. And I'm leanin' on the wheel each day. To drift away. From Santa-Fe,. Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe. My sister looks good at home
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By jimmy buffett. 1977. Nibblin on sponge cake. Watchin the sun bake. All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin my six-string. On my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp they're
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By jimmy buffett. 1977. Nibblin on sponge cake. Watchin the sun bake. All of those tourists covered with oil. Strummin my six-string. On my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp they're
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cordon bleu. This ain't the place to go lookin' for beef stew. But if you like tender shrimp and rice. If ya think ya can stand the spice. She cook gumbo. A mighty Rad Gumbo. Now people comin' from miles
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By jimmy buffett. 1974. I wanna back to the island. Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin. Gimme oysters and beer. For dinner every day of the year and I'll feel fine. Ill feel fine
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By jimmy buffett. 1974. I wanna back to the island. Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'. Gimme oysters and beer. For dinner every day of the year and I'll feel fine. I'll feel fine
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Nibblin' on sponge cake. Watchin' the sun bake. All of those tourists covered in oil. Strummin' my six-string. On my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp hey they're beginnin' to boil Chorus
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Nibblin' on sponge cake. Watchin' the sun bake. All of those tourists covered in oil. Strummin' my six-string. On my front porch swing. Smell those shrimp hey they're beginnin' to boil Chorus
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just talk to the hood. And I do alotta readin' and only eat pasta. Shrimp fettucini and pine a la vaca Came here talkin' slick, all that real *. That's why I'm somethin' to deal wit. Even though I
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Baby let's party all night long. Let's make it last forever. Baby let's party all night long. Let's make it last forever Yeah, I'm that boogaloo shrimp, no sip, polite. I'm a live it pimp up
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and the bait,. I took her to the yacht, the shrimp and steak. Then I took her to the gym so she could get in shape. No more drama, just late night thrills. Nigga in the hood with the gangsta grillz
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. 'Cuz I don't know about the Internet. I just how much I'm into ***, yeah What's poppin' withcha. Is you tryin' to get it poppin' sista. No shrimp, no lobster dish. Just lots of dick Do you like to
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the hook and the bait,. I took her to the yacht, the shrimp and steak. Then I took her to the gym so she could get in shape. No more drama, just late night thrills. Nigga in the hood with the gangsta
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she cried,. I could do no wrong. She would always save me,. because I was her baby. I worked a factory in Ohio,. a shrimp boat in the Bayou,. I drove a truck in Birmingham. Turned 21 in Cincinnati,. I
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you your flowers. And some champagne showers. Order shrimp and lobster towers. But it's me that gets devoured. Ooh, when you do what you do, I'm empowered. You give me a superpower. Together, the world
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somethin'. Threesome trying to have a threesome. * with me and you could be something Bad Bitches I'm eating lobster with my shrimp hand. Feeling on her with my pimp hand. I'm talking to her like her
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somethin'. Threesome trying to have a threesome. * with me and you could be something Bad Bitches I'm eating lobster with my shrimp hand. Feeling on her with my pimp hand. I'm talking to her like her
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for shrimp and steak. Around the time whe the waitress are on their lunch break. I pulled in the parkin' lot and parded my car. Somebody shouted out, "I don't care who you are". I paid it no
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I ain’t on the road gettin’ it. Then I’m in the hood where my n*ggas live. Did a tour, sold it out,. just bought a pound ’bout to finish it. Now all my pasta got shrimp in it. You talk about it and
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like I stole your bike. Verse 3. Bugaloo shrimp and pogo sticks. My mind takes me back there oh so quick. Let you off the hook like my man Mr. Limpet. Think about that summer and I bug,cause I miss it
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frosty (frost bit). In the middle week, Jebediah. I’m the great Alexander Empire. Bubble gum, put shrimp on yo dinner. Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion. Tyga, not to be *** with, tyrant. On the highest level
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it, I get it. Get it, I get it Tonight was your night, go get you some lobsters and shrimp. You smart and you know it, I get it, I get it you outdo these pimps. I hope you don't fall, that's you on
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I'm on them trees like Tarzan. Aw man, I want all my cheese like Robin. Shrimp or calamari I'm a young nigga with options. And you close but you ain't close enough. In the vip call me the poster
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from tryin' be fast. Shots hot and pop in your ass nigga. Bitches cut school to get with the boy. Your wife'll cut you to get with the boy, it's Big Pimpin' here. Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big
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dad. Excellent pimp salty the shrimp. I went and bought the benz. Same kind thatcha rent. No minute man this dick long term. I love ta get brain girl I wanna learn. You could show me that you
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overtime. So I'm standin' by that stop sign with nickels and them dimes. Keep that work, got that Oxy, need that kilo, call that papi. Know my steelo, shrimp with sake, sold that hero'n, look like toffee
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for a joke. Tired of fast food so they cooked up dope So now we eatin' lobster shrimp and things. 'N watch for impostors that's been in the game. We invented the game and ya'll just got here. (Man
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right shrimp dick * I might as well * wit a dyke, cant stand a nigga that bark loud and dont bite. Chorus. Gangstas stay flawsin aftermath stay bumpin happiness and lovin all my niggas know aint
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I ain’t on the road gettin’ it. Then I’m in the hood where my n*ggas live. Did a tour, sold it out,. just bought a pound ’bout to finish it. Now all my pasta got shrimp in it. You talk about it and
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again!. . Yo straight out the box with my soggy little shrimp. I was a eight year old girl before the doctor found my dick. We make too much money for this *, murder music!. I * the bed cause
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with it half wit half finished high school Give you a piece of my mind but I know you want it splattered. Heard you like your women like you. Like your shrimp you like' em battered. Wife beater
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I ain't thinkin' 'bout nothin' but the big money. Big cake, big shrimp on a big plate. Nigga so iced out like a snowflake. Don't hate, big crib wit' the big lake. Say she wanna taste, some of that