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Dukes Of Hazzard (Where's The Party At?) Lyrics

Artist: Former Fat Boys
Album: Rocky Loves Emily

this songs moving numbers you will not believe this
you can rap about anything
except about jesus
so i won't, i'll rap about drinkin boon's farm
getting drunk with daisy duke at the duke farm
cuz i'm a good old boy never meanin no harm
hazard county sheriff wants me cuz i set off alarms
getting my drive on, cooters smiling at me
as I roll through downtown in my general lee
wee, and you can do it too
just pretend you living a movie just like I do
cuz I just ate shrooms, and my cars a POS
and I just drove off a jump, good night Sucksex
and in case here's my will if i die
corey gets underwear, thats it goodbye

I pull up in a million trucks
looking smelling feeling like a million ducks QUACK
now dj bring that back
this one's for Bad Boys 3: The Soundtrack
cuz I'm on the rock right now
I freebase and I think I'm comin down
with a cough cough sneeze fart fucking itsy bitty little cold
how'd the techear know, who the fuck told
and why my at the playground, where'd the party go
cuz me and these kids cuervo sure don't know
and girls I know you wanna dance
while me and Hard corey pick fights with ya dads
cuz I know that the duke boys got my back
bo luke and their half wit cousins coy and vance
why my label laugh when I asked for an advance
now I'm walkin round town like I'm in a trance

party in the city where beat is on
all night on the beach, drinkin perignon
come on, so i'm horny like a mastadon
shot of redbull viagra, now pass it on
her first kiss was mine now she's a dyke
chillin in narnia eatin turkish delight
i'm louis the sixteenth I've lost my head
sniffin snow through a straw like in better off dead
put the kiddies to bed, cuz i'm about to blow chunks
put youre pants on corey, i'm talkin puke, not your nuts
one look head to toe its clear I'm fuckin rich
I'm only in hiltons is when I'm in Paris
ding dong, is this the place
sorry ma'am didn't mean to wake you up go back to sleep
but if you see the party please send somebody out with some bicardi for me

lets get drunk prohibition's been repealed
checking out women like i'm Holden Caufield
cept I ain't catch kids, they fall off the cliff
why hello there miss, why yes I could use a lift
here let me drive, no really I'm fine
all I had were a few pills and Uncle Jesse's moonshine
and a bottle a hennessey I had on the shelf,
now just let me introduce myself my name is
SUCKSEX, with a dollar sign S
enough formalities, show me them breasts
beep beep honk you hear driving in her black jeep
bumpin Backstreet, fucking laffing, singing raffi
siren's flashing, a drive by assing, while she's kneeling gagging
call me akinyele cuz I put it in her mouth
who the fuck care what this song is about
all you know is the party wants its rapper back
dial ANY-DUDE and tell me where the PARTY AT!

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