s her girlfriend or her cousin's house It's not a front, F to the R to the O to the N to the T It's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what
for the Disco Dave He goes by the name of Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave, Disco Dave Disco Dave Disco Dave
Yeah Yo, yo Asia, whattup God? It's the God Wu-Tang shit Uh-huh, yeah baby, let's just murder this track That's my word Yeah, Supa Dave West Uh-huh, yeah
Hey, Dave, 'twas the night before Christmas we'll go! Hi, boys, here I go! 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature
a sharpie And you make a fine point Not all city you hitting up the five points Jonsin for another attack next wave You fake stunts that?s strictly for super Dave
at my mate's place? How did Dave get a hottie like that to a party like this? Good one, Dave, ooh, you're a legend Dave I asked Dave if he's gonna make
' that Xzibit was second rate But I refuse to make, just another record in the crate I think not, got bee bops I bring it to your house like pizza "
lonely on Christmas Nobody wants to be blue You are the one on the top of my wish list after all, it's a holiday made for two --- Houses on with Christmas
ever Ever ever? Ever! I always been it like I stood next to Uncle Fester Swisher house professor taught y'all how to be successful Used to Run a house
cool, but you can't fool wit the Boyz-N-Blue I got something on my neck worth more than yo house I got something in my yard worth more than yo spouse
[Music: Cabra '95/96] [Lyrics: Dave Rotten] Man's Perversion Goes Beyond His Own Imagination Gore Movies Are Not Enough To Make Him Feel A Real Situation
they'd planted it deep enough to survive the dusthole winds But lots of things have changed since that ol' mule went to the barn I brought that little ol' house
leave at the time just duckin' the fog nosin' around like a hungry dog In that crazy place called Washington DC I saw a crowd of people on the White House
So I've walked in a flesh parade I've drifted in altered states Anywhere I'm blown Thanks (hey/ yer arse / or anything else that comes into dave head
your tape and rock, you ghetto blaster It's not about the money, cars, hotels or resorts About sweatin' all the bitches in the biker shorts Now, I'm Dave
like Mya When I saw that ass on the front of that King Read the article in the magazine She loved gangsters, loved nasty things So I'm in the glass house
I had every intention Of gettin' hammered here tonight I gave my truck keys to the bar keep Said, ?Dave, don?t you dare let me drive? But in the middle
of fish And Dave wants to make a little wish A little something that he'd seen in a porno movie Play BBD and said do me At Daves house they left him