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Big D And The Kids Table Find Out

find out (get out, get out) i gotta find out (get out, get out) i gotta try and find a friend i gotta try and find a good place again, try and find my

sportin my table When the dance was done she like walked back to money's table I sat there like shit I can't believe this I wish you was there big fella

know? And I'm hot! Don: And I got the bun and the hamburger and the relish and the orange and I've got my clothes off and I'm hot! Phyllis: Oh, come on

die with a big mouth, Hoods tore it all down, shouts to the kids south. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table, Let down you hair, lean

toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning From ??? and prima, loads of women rockin linen I got a plan to blow the Hiroshima, Japan Movin niggas out tha hood and

{she won't ever figure it out she won't ever figure it out} you're the one that they complain to you take the time you give advice, you take the time

nana, nana, niiiiii I got a big NANA chain hanging down to my navel tell the bartender ?take a fat bottle of champagne to Polydor?s table? big men acting like school kids

with a big mouth, Hoods tore it all down, shouts to the kids south. Chorus Pull up a chair, and kick your feet on the table, Let down you hair, lean

PUSHES KID AGAINST THE LOCKER AGAIN AND CARLY WALKS INTO SAME HALL AND ROLLS HER EYES. SAM: AND WHAT AM I AGAIN? KID: PRETTY AND SWEET. SAM: THANK YOU