"nuffa" poems
ol king crab kingo the highwaymen
cumma walking down that hallways street
oll king crab king o the highwaymen
he got swagger boom swagger
he got boom bap pow
pow
pow
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i seen im runnat comb through his hair
i seen it move back
i seen it glitter-glisten under em bright lights
onna ceeling
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i seen im touchin
mercury aphrodite
i seen im touchin onna ladies
hera n persephone
he been touchin onna ladies
backadatruck
backadatruck
back seat
pull em uppa cliffside
pull em uppa cliff
bring em inna that backseat
5 minutes in heaven baby
you know it
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ol king crab dont go to school
he appears
he come-and-go
touch-and-go
in-out
he just visiting
dont need no work
dont need to work
get nuffa that at home
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ol king crab drop out
not too much trouble
he never drop in
get a job drivin a truck
aint no better way to live
then watching those glitter-glisten lights
on that highway
run that comb through your hair
do it one more time,
do it for us king crab
yeah, just like that
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down that road he go
b back l8r
b back
b back
down down down
hot stuffy old car
dice onna mirror
just like a movie
luck pair of dice
such a lucky paradise
inna truck
down that road
fulla nuthin
fulla nuthin
fulla NOTHING.
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Ol' King Crab he *****
he chew
he *****
that how to live
that how to live?
yeah, son.
in back o tha gas station he *****
back inna gas station he chew
tobacco gum tobacco
he take em ladies by the hand
them ladies aint outta worry
king crab outta worry
watch whose hand you take.
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Listen.
Don't let him take you by the hand.
Don't let him TAKE YOU.
DON'T LET HIM TAKE YOU BY THE HAND
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ol king crab gettin
****** inna back of the gas
station
pullin outta driveways
and outta women
watch whose hand you take on that open road
you lose yo head
Nov 8, 2011
Nov 8, 2011 at 9:15 PM UTC