a deep breath, he said Woo, good morning ladies You like that shit man? Ay, I got a gang of that shit, man I tell you what My man on the guitar Ay, fool
ma drive slow, hide my 'fro. I was dumb, now I'm dumber, y'all, last summer, y'all, I fucked all the little girls down in Sumrall. Grabbed my guitar
he said, Woooooo, good morning, ladies. You like that shit, man? Hey, man, I got a gang of that shit, man. I tell you what- my man on the guitar, fool
Let me help you out of the chair grandma Let me touch you let me feel aaahhh ! ! ! ! Grandma take a look What do you think of the house and the silvery
you say it's not fair I'm breakin' boys hearts And I just don't care So what, if I take it too far Waking up the neighbors Crankin' up my guitar If
I was locked all day in the summer heat, In a small brown house in Suburban Street, With a skateboard and my shit guitar, I'd dream all day that they
take care of him And I'm not here to take care of me I'm going outside to watch the house burn down Across the street I'm going outside to watch the house
suckin' my dick Mhisani, nicknamed Goldy, pullin' your bitch card So ready to clown, my dick's hard You licked more tramps that P's got licks on a guitar
win, hahaha Bitter and twisted ? That?s what you are. You?re bitter and twisted ? Oh what a star. Oh what a star! I only wanna play my guitar! Hit me
s a fly in my apple juice and he told me to blame it all on you. An hour on the train and we'll be on our way to Jim's house where we'll waste a day in
faces We all paid dues, we all working hard Some fools even had to pay a service charge We sit at a thirsty bar Now give more 808, and turn up the guitars
my boys, chill at my house tonight Lay on my couch, hang with my boys, chill at my house tonight Lay on my couch, hang with my boys, chill at my house
that music play From the back porch of that old farm house the music carried me away I couldn't help myself, I just had to see who could make that guitar
got the hand me down Pumas and the tie dyes Go upstate and get your head together Thunderbird is the word and you're light as a feather Detox at the flop house
I got a room down in Hollywood Rent was cheap It was this rooming house There was an old man Who lived in the room next to me? We shared a bathroom in
Baby, baby, we've got a date; (ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo) Oh, baby, baby, don't you be late. Oh, baby! I'll meet you at your house at a quarter to eight. (ooh