Tekster:
Cut Off Your Hands Happy As Can Be

happiness can be Glad i found you and your mine We'll be fine i'm sure If we can just ignore it Glad I found you and your mine And your mine And your

) Go on get your friend's baby girl Im likin' when you swerve (Like it, you swerve) Tell me can you drive a stick If not can you learn (If not, you learn) 'Cuz you comin' on me like bitch the first time Give me your birth date and your

cut from the Hair Cut Joe, man let me get my shit right cause Im not gone be the one to fall off, cause I know Im gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss

the white man off somthin lovely, biddy-bye-bye I don't love dem so they can't love me) Yo straight puttin down gettin my scoot on Let's jump in off

made of all glass I can never be a racist Wake up every morning just to count white faces Neo in the matrix, glorious as Morpheus Employed all warriors I mean as

wake up-wake up, to put some sense in your head Don't be-don't be mislead, use your brain instead Because-because a brother like me, can't understand

tight what cut from the playa Joe man let me get my shit right cause Im not gone be the one to fall off cause I know Im gonna be the one to take a fuckin

them in because they'll try to take your TV set Ha-ha-happiness is the ball in your hand You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can

muthafucka when your the man With the other hand I don't give a shit, clock a grip like no other can Wanna be like me be a G like me but I'm the nigga