Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lemony Snicket, artist - Sam LachowDate of issue: 31.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lemony Snicket |
| H to the E to the double-L O |
| Thanks for calling my cellular phone |
| I couldn’t make it at the moment |
| Hope that you understand |
| Just leave your name and number |
| I’ll get back when I can |
| I’m all tied up |
| I’m the busiest man |
| And if you called to kick it |
| Well yes I am, down |
| So at the beeping sound |
| Just leave a little message that should be 'bout now |
| Jiminy Cricket, silence critics when I spit it |
| Lemony Snicket, acting violent out of pigment |
| Dying when I stick it she be crying when I kick it |
| I ain’t dialing seven digits 'less she ride with seven bitches |
| Her booty poking out like she hiding seven midgets |
| Been high for seven days, I can’t help but look suspicious |
| If I can find a gal who ain’t slept with all my niggas |
| It’d probably be for nothing because I slept with all her sisters |
| Moor gang militia |
| Whore gang’s malicious |
| More mind your bidness, and ignore my mistress |
| I would explain it all, but go find Clarissa |
| I went to get a latte and fucked up her wrist-a |
| Oops I meant barista |
| Scooped her like Bautista |
| Party like my lease up |
| Parliament, I’m G-Funk |
| Your party’s like my pre-funk |
| Harley had my teeth numb |
| I’ll pop it like I’m re-run |
| And paint her face with precum |
| Dance, Dance, Rally |
| Dance, Dance, Rally |
| Dance, Dance, Rally |
| Dance, Dance, Rally |
| Hey, oh |
| There he goes |
| The man who stole the weed I was about to smoke |
| When I wasn’t looking he was out the door |
| Now I got no weed to roll |
| The chow! |
| My name is Sammy, but you can call me Huck |
| What up |
| Andre Nickatina I would bump, what up |
| Banana goo we never losing half an appetite |
| I’ve been lucky to blow the best of the best since apple pipes |
| We would |
| Hotbox the droptop with salsa |
| Hit the jojo then we gogo from the popopopo |
| Potentially |
| Highest human being in the high school assembly |
| I’m a friend of thee |
| I’m known as essentially |
| Sammy A.K.A. |
| my ex-landlords enemy |
| Hennessy and shrooms in my big blue room |
| Now I can’t tell the difference between my dog and the hu-man |
| Excuse me now for acting ridiculous |
| I’m nocturnal |
| Walked off of Dracula’s bitches |
| Is it just me or is that |
| Why we bumping fast cars |
| Can’t think of a last bar but |
| Fuck it |
| I said I don’t like the Seattle police |
| I said I don’t like the Seattle police |
| And I won’t bite when they ask me to speak |
| I said I won’t bite when they ask me to speak |