Lyrics:
Harvest Time Rag

fine With the boogie drama, yeah Well, well, well ohh, baby Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin nine to five, seven times, times twenty four, times

the fun in it Pound of weed a couple of freaks and a gun in it City slick if you want but us we be slummin' it Rag if ya have it and put crumbs in it

up I shit the raps and craps Give me my snaps Bitches wanting the claps cuz I'm leaving them with fucking gats I write rhymes, the gay mind The maintain mind The rag

the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day

the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day

the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day

the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day

the radio ya look so fine With the boogie drama With the boogie drama Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day