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ill, sick, contagious, dope, fresh, hype, stupid, nice, and all other hiphop terms of oh my god
Kenny G the beast, a.k.a Kae Wayne aka Mr Nasty aka Izzy F.uccin Yobich
i smoke way to much, and i love my balls.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,239
Peak in subgenre #381
Author
Kae Wayne
Rights
©BTR
Uploaded
July 26, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:44
Story behind the song
ALCHOL and lots of weed n sex...yep..
Lyrics
yo...
verse 1:
its kae wayne, spit sick like the throats infected//
closed session, in tha booth with the chrome protection//
i broke the tek in, came in with some smokin weapons//
to leave mo niggas bent than a yoga lesson//
come close to steppin, see you faggots wont sell//
thas why i LIE TO YA FACE like PASSIN A EL//
yeah, i run game, kae wayne, i run dames//
maw!, you know the name i came fa one thang//
dont blame ya dum game cuz you ride that bike//
jus lemme do my thang like my wife at night//
E..P..I..C( i see), K...A..E..wayne//
these be fiya weed lets blaze trees mane//
lets get the party poppin, lets get it crunk mami//
lemme see some bodies rockin, wanna see ya jump mami//
whoa..i jus came to do flows//
few shows, new dro, screw hoes, YOU KNOW!!!//
hook:
whoa!!!...lets get the party knockin////
rockin till the early morn i wanna see the mami's poppin//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
whoa!!!...lets get the partyholics//
call'em ova to the crib n watch'em get the party started//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
verse 2:
eyo..you know the names wayne//
games threw cuz lame dudes still flow the same//
maine..aint it a bitch//
how dudes flash ice that they spray paint on they wrist//
but not kae wayne, i'ont even play games//
jus came to see 8 dames shake the frame//
bend ova to the front, touch they motha fuckin toes//
n take it to the flo..whao!!//
im back at it again//
aint a lyrical massacare takin stabs at the kid//
they play skeeza's, hold down me what//
aint no way..bitch..its K..A..E..DUB//
they stay freezed up, iced on they charm//
from the arms the palms to the lights on the car//
aint no ice in my barz cuz im keepin it gutta//
write dykes in the barz how the eatin each otha//
hook:
whoa!!!...lets get the party knockin////
rockin till the early morn i wanna see the mami's poppin//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
whoa!!!...lets get the partyholics//
call'em ova to the crib n watch'em get the party started//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
verse 3:
ay maw, whas ya name c'mere lemme holla//
whas ya age, shake ya frame..gone work for that dolla//
gone twerk it for poppa, lift ya skirt-n-ya-top up//
get the key to my room n for certain i pop her//
ima squirt on hur tonsils cuz im certainly responsible for//
women doing things they wasn't certain was possible//
shirts-n-tops is up, first they was stoppin us//
now they down bad jus to merk in the drop wit us//
but..layed back may back//
so re-cline be quiet..ay cat, they strapped//
we ride, we slide with the iron on my side//
with the pine in my eyes gettin high when i ride//
lookin fly when slide in the spot wit ya misses//
chickens trippin cuz given good cock then im missin//
cuz im plot-in a mission, get'em hot in the kitchen//
plan A: give'em back shots till the twitchin//
hook:
whoa!!!...lets get the party knockin////
rockin till the early morn i wanna see the mami's poppin//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
whoa!!!...lets get the partyholics//
call'em ova to the crib n watch'em get the party started//
OHHH!!!...lets get it crunk mami//
find me in the back watchin ladies shake they junk for me//
