Super Mash Bros. - Meet Me At Fantasy Island lyrics

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Super Mash Bros. - Meet Me At Fantasy Island lyrics

[Lenny Kravitz, "Fly Away", Background] [Hurricane Chris, "A Bay Bay", Foreground] A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay Funk Dog exclusive [DJ Assault, "Ass-N-Titties 2001", Foreground] Tits [Hurricane Chris, "A Bay Bay", Foreground] A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay [DJ Assault, "Ass-N-Titties 2001", Foreground] [x2] Ass, titties Two a**es four titties Ass a** titties titties Ass-n-titties [Hurricane Chris, "A Bay Bay", Foreground] You wanna know what we say in da club? A bay bay Whites folks, gangstas and the thugs A bay bay Stuntin' with a stack with them thugs A bay bay Ridin' in the 'Lac with a mug A bay bay I'm in da club hollerin' A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay I'm in da club hollerin' A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay A bay bay I'm in da club hollerin' [Lenny Kravitz, "Fly Away", Foreground] Oh oh oh yeah I want to get away I want to fly away Yeah with you yeah yeah Oh Yeah! I want to get away I want to fly away Yeah with you yeah yeah I got to get away [Creed, "Higher", Background] [Nelly, "Country Grammar (Hot sh**)", Foreground] Hmmmmm [x2] I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Boom boom baby, ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pa** it to me now Light it up and take a puff pa** it to me now [x5] Light it up and take a puff [Blink 182, "What's my Age Again", Background] You can find me, in St. Louis rollin' on dubs Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like cocoa puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin' Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin' I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT sh*t!) so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic Scratch bionic it's ironic, slammin' haters like Onyx Lunatics till the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Hmmmmm I'm goin down down [x4] Down down [Lil Wayne, "A Millie", Foreground] [x2] A Millionaire I'm a young money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair My cri-