See your mama and the candles and the tears and roses I see your daddy walk his daughter down the aisle And my knees start to tremble as I tell the preacher
Let's talk about Cookin' dinner for ya Makin' sure you got somethin' to eat When you come home from runnin' 'round on me Let's talk about Washin' clothes
I just found out today The little game you play While I've been sleepin' all my life away You been steppin' so they say Between midnight and day So, I
Tell me what love is, what can it be What is this yearning burning me? Can I survive it, will I endure? This is my sickness, is there a cure? First his
Oh! Cee-Lo, you ready to rock wit Timbo? (Yeah) Oh! Let's go boy A T L, talk to em Lo How could I possibly, be inconspicuous When my flow is fuckin'
I can't stop this feeling I've got, I know who I am and I know what im not, I know where ive been and I know what Ive lost But I cant stop this feeling
Is it in you In my hunk of burning love You're the real thing Can't seem to get enough Please come to set me free from these fools Always, all day, all
Oh, I am growing tired Of allowing you to steal everything I have You're making me feel like I was born to service you But I am growing by the hour You
Harsh words are spoken Promises are broken Old wounds are opened And love walks out that door Too proud to make up You're ready to break up Too late
I saw a young white boy open up the door For an old black lady who was walkin' in the store And it hit me, yeah, it hit me, things ain't all that bad
This train is a clean train, you know, this train This train is a clean train, I said, this train This train is a clean train, everybody riding in Jesus
I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make um) I can make um bounce if I want to I can make um (I can make um) I can make um (I can make
It's that time of the month again Your bitching, stop yelling at me I know you've got to plug yourself up But why take it out on me Just leave me alone
Why do I keep scratching Scratching my balls? I don't like this feeling I don't like it at all 'Cause I got crabs I got crabs, I got crabs I got those
Shut up Affection not dissection, meat is murder Animals are for petting, oh shut the fuck up already Tired of you whining about poor animals dying And
Am I supposed to do Things right? NO I don't have the time This is how I live my life I haven't got much pride And it's ok if I live like A slob cause
You're back now at the jack-off hour this is DJ, Eazy Dick On W-Balls, right now, somethin' new by Snoop Doggy Dogg And this one goes out to the ladies