Lyrics Galore - PROF

Galore

Don’t know what time it is.
I’m happy bout it
I lost my phone.
I’m happy bout it
Don’t know who she is.
I’m happy bout it
Bad to the bone.
I’m happy bout it
Holy fucking matrimony, (WOOO) I found my wife on top of the bar twerking
Meet me at the altar in the middle of the dance floor
You’ll be in a swimming suit, I’ll come out of a manhole (WOOO)
Don’t know how got here, wouldn’t have it any other
Panty lover, Danny Glover, OK
Got her goose wet, (goose wet), whoody whoody whoo
She’s a juicy fruit, I’m a loony toon
Pack of wild wolves looking for the supper
Shut the fuck upper, pucker up lover
It’s reported that four out of five people, mammal people
And they stupid
(WOOO)
Now get the fuck up (YEAAAAAOOOO)
Thank god I’m losing it (YEAAAAAOOO) x3
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I need to grab a hip, shit maybe grab a thigh
Buzzin, Mr. Mosquito has an appetite
Jimminy crickets fist full of drink tickets
Blow the king kisses got bed bunk bitches
Holy smokes wrote told ya so on a post it note
I’m coast to coast this year I’ll be on the Oprah show
But currently I’m urgently pursuing surgery
Give me lobotomy I’ll wake up in New Jersey
Miss Mississippi be yippee kai
Kai yippee yo M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I
I solemnly swear that I’m a wild one
Eat, shit, fornicate until the child come
Come, come one for all — where they come from?
Reality undone, party til the sun come
It’s reported that four out of five people, mammal people
And they stupid
WOOO
Now get the fuck up (YEAAAAAOOOO)
Thank god I’m losing it (YEAAAAAOOO) x3
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