Well fuck the smokeing ban i say lets smoke another ive been smokeing half my life thats why my voice is fucked up still i dont regret it though ill
(A salty dog) Lyrics/Music: A. Alibani / Keith Reid Anno: 1969 Seduto qui io guardo il mare sono quasi gia le sei la nave e la in fondo al blu lentamente
There was a time when the ends justified the means. Mama said eat those green beans and everything will be alright. Kiss you on the head goodnight and
Beans, beans, beans Daddy ate some beans He was happy, happy, happy And he ate some beans Naked, naked, naked Sitting cross-legged Naked, naked, naked
(Chorus) When they say every flavour, They mean every flavour. Put your hand in, Who knows what you?re getting, Bertie Bott?s Every-Flavour beans, They
the sack I tell you how I feel and that's part of the deal I'm like, Seagal with the steel but "Harder to Kill" It's real, big Beans up for lettin me
Now, let me tell you 'bout the school cafeteria It's got all the others beat It sells over four million burgers a year Just think, that's almost two pounds
Is it on? okay 1, 2, 1, 2, 5, 6 Let me tell you 'bout the school cafeteria It's got all the others beat It sells over four million burgers a year Just
to a photo shoot, partner Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture Jewelry cost me over one million dollars Bitch, I'm a model, G Q starter Everything I do watch these other
the humid sunshine When I'm in the crowd I don't see anything I fall into a trance at the supermarket The noise flows me along as I catch falling cans Of baked beans
days I'm the windshield And other days I'm just a lucky bug As cold iron rails leave old mossy trails Through the countryside The crow and the bean
I-I-I see some hoes in her Ayo TrackBoyz Its cool if I bring my other cats From St.Louis on this one? Come on Girl as you came through the door, you
a better class of loser This uptown living's really got me down I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers And they buy their coffee beans
to the beat I don't play I'm on the up and up so for real Rapping that rap realer way real Working that suckers everyday striving to be hard Stacked with bean
cookin' in your momma's house In your daughter's guts or just spazzin' out Me and Bubba know what the hell we talkin' 'bout Pickin' up Betty's like they was beans
Dappy: What'd you mean am i dumb? Fazer: Don't let her talk to you like ... sum bum Tulisa: Oi bean head shutup Fazer: Who you telling to shutup? About Bean
