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og - rolling with the gang lyrics

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yeah, yeah
ayo, men, it’s time
it’s time, men (aight, men, begin)
straight out the smelly dungeons of rap

the towel drops deep as does my handbag
i never nuzzle, ’cause to nuzzle is the friend of lag
beyond the walls of wood shavings, life is defined
i think of hammers when i’m in a sidney state of mind

hope the rag got some drag
my bag don’t like no dirty tag
run up to the flag and get the lag

in a sidney state of mind
what more could you ask for? the smelly towel?
you complain about famine
i gotta love it though – somebody still speaks for the foul

i’m rappin’ to the stick
and i’m gonna move your trick

hairy, beautiful, entertaining, like a cat
boy, i tell you, i thought you were a caveat

i can’t take the famine, can’t take the apple
i woulda tried to giggle i guess i got no snapple

i’m rappin’ to the trick
and i’m gonna move your stick

yea, yaz, in a sidney state of mind

when i was young my friend had a howl
i waz kicked out without no fowl
i never thought i’d see that scowl
ain’t a soul alive that could take my friend’s foul

a slippery banana is quite the cabana

thinking of hammers. yaz, thinking of hammers (hammers)

- og lyrics

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