Eskimo Voodoo People

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All the nigga talk 'bout bricks and birds Chinchilla shit, nigga his and hers AP, Rolex, he's a professional They call him Snowman bitch, the Black Eskimo In a black full length mink, getting this money Try to stop me, lay you down like a perm nigga IPhone on you hoes, taking selfies at the store Strike a pose with them hoes like "look at me!" '04, '05, little nigga, I was getting tight money, don't fold up 2 door, 250 Bitch you better open my door when I roll up Had them coming to Atlanta for the Hawks Had the ticket, was the man in the city Had the city so motherfuckin hot Damn near bought a fan for my city What ya talkin' bout Used to get money with the milli, OG said sell with If he tell you anything Then he'll tell you nigga that I ain't ever tell shit Ain't no need to be excited, I ain't ever been indicted Pussy nigga I ain't told shit The nerve of you niggas, signed with these rappers that never sold shit Had that Rolls gold, Rose Bowl Jacob all Rose gold everything (Trinidad!) Talkin' 'Rarri 430 with the piping on the seat, it was everything Nigga made a quarter mil at the Texaco Took his thing in the club like he's Plaxico Always fresh from head to toe Know his name in the mall nigga? Every Sto' All the nigga talk 'bout bricks and birds Chinchilla shit, nigga his and hers AP, Rolex, he's a professional They call him Snowman bitch, the Black Eskimo I ain't talk to be talking I don't to just talk Snow say something y'all better listen up You going in your bag, what you goin' by your jeweler Nigga you icing out your wrist or what? Yeah, I got a few trophies Bitch that Hublot looking like a Heisman I'm so motherfucking high up in this bitch I swear I'm thinking 'bout diving 5 quarters on chill Wrist looking like it's real, nigga Mike Jones (who?) You gone learn 'bout this niggas Loaned sperm out these niggas What they is nigga? my clone Gotta keep the grass cut Keep your eyes on these snake ass niggas cuz they pythons The God of this bitch, the MJ of this shit And you can tell these niggas Mike home

We had so much fun She gave me an eskimo kiss We put a record on It said the same to us, they sung "Oh, it's so much fun!" She's like a rose without the thorns She's like a sunflower that Never looks back at the sun She see's me running She's like a diamond in the rough She's like the first girl on earth you wanted to touch She see's me running We went back to her place I thought I said id had the wrong face I put another one on We set sail, as the night gets long Oh, it's so much fun! She's like a rose without the thorns She's like a sunflower that Never looks back at the sun She see's me running She's like a diamond in the rough She's like the first girl on earth you wanted to touch She's touching touch Oh, lonely bones Well, I'm coming through the sun And our lives have just begun But oh, lonely bones Well, I'm coming through the sun And our lives had just begun and it goes... La la la la la La La la la la La la la la la La la la la la Did you ever wonder why This old world will make you cry And it goes ... La la la la la Did you ever wonder why This old world will make you cry

Everybody's building the big ships and boats Some are building monuments Others are jotting down notes Everybody's in despair Every girl and boy But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybody's gonna jump for joy Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Now, I likes to do just like the rest I like my sugar sweet But guarding fumes and making haste It ain't my cup of meat Everybody's out the trees, feeding pigeons on a limb But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Them pigeons'll go to him Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Now, lamp-gate, and gunney-dew, I can recite them all Just tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you who to call Nobody can get any sleep, there's someone on everybody's toes But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here everybody's gonna doze Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn