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villebillies – laid out ’06 lyrics

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[chorus]
laid out (and i’m gettin’ it like this mane)
i got it all
laid out (‘cause i’m gettin’ it like that mane)
laid out (and i’m gettin’ it like this mane)
i got it all
laid out (‘cause i’m gettin’ it like that mane)
i got, got, got it all

[verse 1: child and tuck]
with some villes on my left, jokers on my right
i ain’t got no wingman but i’m rolling tight
but i’m rollin’ tight, battin’ lashes at your wife
this is the return of mr. “come on i don’t bite”
a little bit of instinct, little bit of charm
struttin’ through the swarry with a demon on my arm
with a demon on my arm, got a bottle never parched
and these women keep on sinnin’ so the saints’ll never march
like goneen, word bang

[verse 2: tuck]
well it’s tuck monster
yo what’s up, what is happening?
i’m here to get this motherf-ckin’ thing right here crackin’
see i’ve been gettin’ it done since i came up out the womb
live my life animated like a f-ckin’ cartoon
with the boom, the boom, and the bedroom
if ye ain’t heard about us then you probably will soon
now let me ask the f-cking question, motherf-cker can you dig it
try to understand it but i know you can’t ville it

[chorus]
laid out (and i’m gettin’ it like this mane)
i got it all
laid out (‘cause i’m gettin’ it like that mane)
i got, got, got it all
laid out (and i’m gettin’ it like this mane)
i got it all
laid out (‘cause i’m gettin’ it like that mane)
i got, got, got it all

[verse 3: 2b]
okay i heard about that 2b he off the wall he crazy
all up in that bourbon like he pushing on your baby
mackin’ on my mornings just in time for granny’s gravy
and he’s right back at it like i said that boy he’s crazy (wow)
yeah yeah, yeah he act and make his noise
he’s got a potty mouth he cussin’ like you jerk his boy
when he’s out to play it’s guaranteed he play to win
got some fronts and he’s screaming “d-mn here we come again!”

[verse 4: dylan]
now come down this path with me while i sing you a song
i throw you pictures and paintings of everything they should want
before the versin’ and trees grow, man what makes the leaves fall
beside the fact of the matter i’m gladder to be born
i’m present with ancient talk and hazardine when i walk
nothin’ says no fault does like the hand of the saw
they say, off with my liver but i bet i sketch when i talk
inside of this beautiful chamber of mine i harvest these all
it’s laid out



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