I'm just waitin' for a dear-dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man, come on Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Pr shoes and a big straw hat
Lisa says, on a night like this It'd be so nice, if you gave me a great big kiss And lisa says, honey, for just one little smile I'll sing and play for
I've declared a truce, so stop your fighting The marshall is in town I won't put up with no big mouth yapping At least not while I'm around This is my
Maybe I should go and live in amsterdam In a side street near a big canal Spend my evenings in the van gogh museum What a dream, van gogh museum Maybe
streets By the foul smelling river by the meat market Goin' wild Mystic child Goin' wild Mystic child In the winter with frozen toes Looking out the big
a Pigeon by any other name, - sex with your parents Senators you polish a turd Here in the big city we got a word For those who would bed their beloved big
't just good muthafucka I'm... [Chorus: Lucci Lou] I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood (Hehe No Ceilings) I'm Goooooood I'm Goooooood [Lucci Lou
this is Carmen, voice sweet as Marvin I turn out lights with the switch when I'm walkin' Girls steady jealous cause they man always hawkin' Even got Lou
bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse OK I spazz, I curse You last, I'm first I'm on yo' ass, like dirt Behind that cash, get murked I'm talkin' big shit nigga
that rep the boulevard And see the things that let her (?) We got from people from all over You can really get a taste Like a big stoove really from the Lou
these walls going crazy Big baby I'm the same G Add another tre to that 23 'coz Yall ride 18's, we ride 26's Big truck, big wheels rollin' ova ditches
too long to even dig up the bones I'm on my new-new, upgrade the kush from the doo-doo That's a big step, but that's how niggaz from the Lou do Last
about me wanna tell you a few things when i fall through hole crew clean still get dirty like old shoe strings feel me dirty like a st lou sayin go hard
wanna cut or somethin', ya just let me know We ain't 'bout no game Now when I say we I mean the whole St. Lou We good, good thangs (Good, good thangs) Ain't got no problems 'bout lettin' 'em loose Ma, I ain't got no change Big
right You know this and these cats hate it I got nothin' outdated if it is, it's self rated S-class with everything voice activated Chrome rim, three bladed factory custom made it Paid wit big
, hell naw I ain't cuttin' my hurr 10 and a half in the Air force One's, give me two purr ugh I'm from the Lou and what I do is a Lou thang One rapper
On the streets of New York On the streets of New York I was standin' by the Hydrin watchin' time fly by Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe with them brown eyes
through SL Coupe Wrist froze like Igloo Big Lou, Tony get your sauce swirled Come twisting, Nina whistling that you with your home girls Big bankers, Big