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Limp - Weirdo lyrics
Play the fucking track! Play that fucking track!! Oh there it is Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, Method Man That's right y'all We just keep on rollin baby Are you ready... Are you ready... Are you ready!!! HOOK: Move in now move out! Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up! Tell me what you gonna do now! Breathe in, now breathe out! Hands up, now hands down! Back up! Back up! Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [What!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Uh!] Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [Fred Durst] Now I know y'all be lovin this shit right here L I M P Bizkit is right here People in the house put them hands in the air Cuz if you don't care, than we don't care See I, aint givin a fuck, quit pressin your luck Untouchable, branded unfuckable So keep me in this tape, until you run that mouth Then I'ma hafta play, and break the fuck out And then we'll see you slept after one round wit X And what am I bringin next, just know it's Red and Meth So where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up Are you ready... Are you ready... Are you ready!!! HOOK [Method Man] Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? Check my, dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish I wave my black flag at the roaches Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers Who have poisonous darts for culprits Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered You're left buttered up and lightly toasted |
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