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kokane - true lies lyrics

{-cameras flashing, snoop interviewing bill clinton-}
yo, hold on hold on hold on hold on
stop the cameras, stop the press stop the press
now bill, this yo’ n-gg-, snoop dogg
now answer me this – did you f-ck that b-tch or what?

[bill clinton]
that’s actually, not the first time that question’s been asked; but
since, i believe, and i think any person – reasonable person would
believe, that that is not covered, in the definition of s-xual
relations i was given – ahh – i’m not going to answer it except to
refer to my statement. i had intimate, contact with her that was
inappropriate – i do not believe any of the contacts i had with
her violated the definition i was given; therefore i believe i
did not, do anything but testify truthfully on these matters.

[chorus one: kokane]
what’s the use of the truth if you can’t tell a lie sometimes?
what’s the use of the truth if you can’t tell a lie… hie…
what’s the use of the truth if you can’t tell a lie sometimes?
what’s the use of the truth if you can’t tell a lie… hie…

[chorus two: snoop dogg]
lies, lies, stories and alibis
big mac in the land of the small fries
everyone lies and tries to get by
some of us drink while most just get high

[snoop dogg]
you tryin to cover up the holes in your sneakers
you need to put your motherf-ckin face to the speakers (ba-bom, ba-bom)
and quit tryin to run from it (holla holla at me)
and c’mere, you big dummy (dumb -ss n-gg-)
don’t you know you can’t run from the dizzogg
i’m down with (?)za, the long arm of the lizzaw
y’all, n-gg-z know what’s happening you turn your back again
and i’m bound to get it crack-a-lin i’m back again
and everybody happy for me – ain’t that the truth?
that’s a motherf-ckin lie (f-ck that fool)
black folks stick together til we die, hmm
that’ll be the day…

[chorus one]

[snoop dogg]
liar, liar, pants on fire
smoke so much dope they call me snoopy pryor (well god d-mn! )
which way is up i’m tryin to get higher
i won’t stop puffin til i re-tire
my b-tches, my n-gg-z, they off the wire
they love-ly, they love me, call me sire
movie star b-tches the ones you desire
angela b-ssett, tyra, mariah, the flyest, the flyer
see most b-tches like f-ckin with a rider
slider, to the sider, invite her
to a gangsta, party, provider {-laughing-}
with a lot of meat by-products (mm)
and beat the puddy-pot and got up
she licked the d-ck from the top to the bottom
{-woo woo woo woo-} (that’s a bad b-tch! )
then she grabbed me by my nuts, and said “hmm i got ’em!”

[chorus one]
[chorus two]

{-kokane scats and ad libs to the music-}

[kokane]
ah what’s the use of the truth
if you can’t tell a lie sometimes?

- kokane lyrics

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