Andre The Giant Lyrics

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Pookie Baby

Lyrics to Andre The Giant
Knocked his ass out and kissed him on the cheek, uh
He fucked up just by thinking I was sweet, uh
I run this city, might have thought I wore some cleats, uh
Ain't ever heard someone like this up on the beat, huh?
Tooti fruiti, the booty doody is jury duty
Moody foodies, jacuzzis is filled with boujee booties
All of this money don't know how to count it, man
I think I need a computer
I kill every demon, I live at the funeral, I got no need for a shooter

Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh
Yaaa!
Do you wanna reconsider, uh?
Yaaa!
Lost control of a killer, uh
Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh

The whole label's drug dealers, uh (dealers, uh)
If you build it, homie, they will come (they will come)
If you turnin' up then save me some (save me some)
Drop down and get your eagle on (eagle on)

I don't care for boring people
I think you're lame
I only politic with goons who wil' out the frame
Better take another shot, bitch it's not a game
I'll beat it out the frame
Baraka Waka Flocka Flame

I am belligerent
You know that I have a problem with acting a fool
I don't talk to police
I know nothing
I swear to God that that shit is not true
I'm a barbarian, hopped on adrenaline looking for something to do
I'm remarkable, I'm on a roll
If you need education, I'll take you to school

Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh
Yaaa!
Do you wanna reconsider, uh?
Yaaa!
Lost control of a killer, uh
Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh

Wake up, brush off, get clean, look good
Put on two chains, flexin', then whassup?
So fly, to see me, you look up
I win, you lose, fuck you, then whassup?

I don't care for boring people
I think you're lame
I only politic with goons who wil' out the frame
Better take another shot, bitch it's not a game
I'll beat it out the frame
Baraka Waka Flocka Flame

I'm the shit (x4)
Now I think I will go catch a body
Fuck yo' bitch (x4)
And then I will go take a potty
No teriyaki, I buy Kawasaki
If your girl suck dick she can hop in the shotty
She poppin' a molly
We're coppin' a squadie
Ooh, crew keep lovin' her body

Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh
Yaaa!
Do you wanna reconsider, uh?
Yaaa!
Lost control of a killer, uh
Yaaa!
I'm gettin' bigger, gettin' bigger, uh

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One time
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Two time
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Tres time
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Hey
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