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Del The Funky Homosapien
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Ya Lil Crumbsnatchers
Lyricist:Teren Delvon Jones
Del made a pact to be well natural Back from the wishing well to sell actual Funk from the fungus grown in the trench It's getting kinda heavy so I gotta pinch an inch
And it's a cinch to let my hair grow like a plant Eliminate the fat gold chains and the diaper pants Trade 'em for a pair of Girbauds Never make friends with the fraudulent foes
Yes, I suppose that I'm fat from the supper Skinny from the men that try to eat plenty Now I got to flip on a copper like a penny Vise a versa
Quench your thirst with a swig of grapefruit juice straight from the thermos Hock your jewels and you can drop your tools Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And make a move that can turn us in the right direction Show your affection as I correct men
Who try to pull the wool over the third eye Comin' fly with Mr.Greenjeans It's a bird eye view of the Meadow As I greet the many people that I meet with a, hello
How do you do, my compadre? What up Kwame? Back to the Meadow so I can show I'm a Smooth black brother that is gifted And if you try to lift this, yes, I got a witness
Nicknamed, The Emperor This wasn't meant for ya You little crumbsnatcher
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