Huell Howser Songtext
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Huell Howser Songtext
This is magical
Oh wow
Yeah
Look at this
Rest in peace yo′ Howser, you repped Cali better than most
I rolled a fatty up in yo' honor and blew out the Netherlands smoke
Now, now, now let the evidence show that
I′m a veteran down to the bone (bone)
Check the measurements, peep my residence
Let the councilmen know (know)
Corduroy house slippers (slippers)
Polaroid fan pictures
Baby sister held by mama, daddy holding 80's liquor
Never had a babysitter, would've fucked my babysitter (sitter)
Rode around my block with a crew of crazy sinners
Grew up on hopito, hot Cheetos, and lots of kilos
I saw egos turn all trios to duos, then down to solo
Yeah we lost one, we lost two
They shot Richard, they got Drew
We lit candles and made shirts, we
Made sure that their mom′s cool (true)
That was ′02, that was 10 years ago
When I started rhyming and overused the word "lyrical"
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
I got way better, how'd you fucking stay wack? (wack)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
I got way better, how′d you fucking stay wack? (wack)
Man I served fools and filled shoes
From Sunset to Mildew
I walked about like 40 blocks through bright reds and dark blues
Leimert Park, my rap school
They rapped fast and packed tools
You rap wack, then come back, you will get your ass boo'd
Fast food and swisher sweets through bulletproof glass (glass)
Hood rats, pajama pants with a big ol′ ass (ass)
First thing my friend asked, "I'd smash, would you smash?"
We both laughed, we both smashed
Then passed her off to our young lads
Little bruh, the young homies
Going around being unholy
Sneaking into Sam′s hot bra
If I had some one's on me
Laughed and she'd feel around like I might have some guns on me
All the girls we messed around with
No they weren′t no nuns homie (nah)
That was ′05 when my homie had a son (son)
I was telling every girl she the only one
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Used to fool around with hoes that would go the whole nine
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Used to fool around with hoes that would go the whole nine
Wow
Oh wow
Yeah
Look at this
Rest in peace yo′ Howser, you repped Cali better than most
I rolled a fatty up in yo' honor and blew out the Netherlands smoke
Now, now, now let the evidence show that
I′m a veteran down to the bone (bone)
Check the measurements, peep my residence
Let the councilmen know (know)
Corduroy house slippers (slippers)
Polaroid fan pictures
Baby sister held by mama, daddy holding 80's liquor
Never had a babysitter, would've fucked my babysitter (sitter)
Rode around my block with a crew of crazy sinners
Grew up on hopito, hot Cheetos, and lots of kilos
I saw egos turn all trios to duos, then down to solo
Yeah we lost one, we lost two
They shot Richard, they got Drew
We lit candles and made shirts, we
Made sure that their mom′s cool (true)
That was ′02, that was 10 years ago
When I started rhyming and overused the word "lyrical"
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
I got way better, how'd you fucking stay wack? (wack)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
Damn that was bad
Damn that was way back (back)
I got way better, how′d you fucking stay wack? (wack)
Man I served fools and filled shoes
From Sunset to Mildew
I walked about like 40 blocks through bright reds and dark blues
Leimert Park, my rap school
They rapped fast and packed tools
You rap wack, then come back, you will get your ass boo'd
Fast food and swisher sweets through bulletproof glass (glass)
Hood rats, pajama pants with a big ol′ ass (ass)
First thing my friend asked, "I'd smash, would you smash?"
We both laughed, we both smashed
Then passed her off to our young lads
Little bruh, the young homies
Going around being unholy
Sneaking into Sam′s hot bra
If I had some one's on me
Laughed and she'd feel around like I might have some guns on me
All the girls we messed around with
No they weren′t no nuns homie (nah)
That was ′05 when my homie had a son (son)
I was telling every girl she the only one
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Used to fool around with hoes that would go the whole nine
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Damn that was cold
Damn that was old times
Used to fool around with hoes that would go the whole nine
Wow
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