bawitdaba
BawitdabaSaid the boogieBawitdaba
Said the boogie My name is Kid.
BawitdabaSaid the boogieBawitdabaSaid the boogie
And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The G's with the 40's and the chicks with beepers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The gander freaks, cars packed with speakers
The northern lights and the southern comfort
And it don't even matter if their are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heroes in the methadone clinics For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
All you bastards in the I.R.S
For the shots of jack
Pints of love
And the fifth's of stress
I said it's all good, it's all in fun
For the hookers all trickin' out in Hollywood
Now get in the pit and try love someone
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood BawitdabaSaid the boogieBawitdabaSaid the boogieFor the time bombs tickin' And the heads they hang
All the gangs gettin' money
And all the heads they bangWild mustangs
The porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cellblock 6
For D.B. Cooper and the money he took
The grits where there ain't enough eggs to cook
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone! BawitdabaSaid the boogieSaid the boogieBawitdabaLove (Love)
What Come on And for the peace
And for the hate War! Come on.
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