Translation: Joe Jackson. Five Guys Named Moe.
fists in defiance. Anyway, I'm not cliche, I hardly own any ties. I may be old, but at least I'm not like all those other old guys. I'm watching
Five guys named Moe There's Big Moe... Little Moe... One guy... Big Moe Two guys... Little Big Moe Three guys... Four-Eyed Moe Four guys... No Moe Five guys... Eat Moe Five
[Drake] Alright, well alright, I say I do it for the love Bunk bed flow, always one level above If Ii??m in ya starting five you will never need a sub
ghetto, Giuseppes when I step out, posted up in stilettos. Pussy so pink like my Kitty sayin' Hello, If I whistle they'll pistol whip you in all five
Jigalo Getcha hoe, lick her low, make the bitch, hit the do' I represent honies with money fly guys with gems Drive with the tints that be thirty-five
off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge 'All rise' This gun'll knock plants off tall guys
that, I'm in to get it fryin like that Still on the block and move pies like that Never my life dealt with guys that rap In fact, I leave a nigga with
a baller habit smoking mase is what you facin' when you hate no rehabilitation for the monkey on my back hundred thousand dollar stack yearr aint heard, used serve five
Napolean] Heavenly words spoken, promises were never broken As they blood-suck the sun, we manifest these platinum tokens Hail enterprise, complete down and gritty wise guys
-five days a year, twenty-four a day Seven days a week So find a honey that's standing on the wall All the girls get the guys on the floor From the front
I want to tell you a story Once upon a time There were five young guys Hanging in and out of Newcastle, Playing Rhythm and Blues They had nothing to
to box with God I don't kill soloists only kill squads Fame went to they head, so now it's fuck Nas Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
show about Psycho killers with problems they should work out Five days since the big surprise, when Some loser's wife said that she's still dating twenty guys
ve never been to Japan So we wrote a song about the three of us in Japan And our label has to pay for it Here we are at our five star hotel The one
love has come and gone Not trying to look grown To all the 'fellas trying to look I'm sorry that I took available out Sittin' on the car seat Six by the backstreet Five
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