WYCLEF JEAN
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Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)
Jumped into my car, it's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope, huh?
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
You're shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinking, "Should I fire or hold back on ammunition
On your wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearing black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes
You want to feel the pain like a grown man getting circumcised
Shalom, shalom, hey pardon my left
But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, uh-oh
You hear me Urkel? Your blood will turn purple
Like the colour, you holler, balling for your mother
No one hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the ditty bop
Things done changed since your spot got hot
Now you've got your knot wocked with your very own glock!
[Hook]
...He's dead...
The moral of the story is
Get out of the game, before the game plays you
Big shout out to Mike Tyson
Big shout out to Tiger Woods
I'm learning how to play golf now, even though I think the sport is...
B O R I N G! ! !

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