"Asleep In The Bread Aisle" (2009)




Lark On My Go Kart lyrics – asher roth

[Verse 1]
Sitting on a truffet, puffing on the best cut buds
Trying to get butt from Miss Muffet
Me and Teddy Ruxpin sturring up a ruckus
Egging all the houses, smashing all the pumpkins
Suck a dick butkus, chumps can't funk with the punk kids
Ash Roth be the king of the blumpkins
Any Tim Duncan, spur of the moment
Let the whole world know I run shit, jump ship quick
Tell a friend that I'm dumb sick
Spit fungus that'll grow from a dumb trip
Twist to a front flip, son that was some trick
Watch all the dumb chicks hump when I bump this

[Verse 2]
Kinda like the blonde Bob Saget, Ash can get nasty
Pass me a blunt and some Captain
Chillin with an Ashley, heading to the mall
Sitting in the backseat, getting jerked off
Ten feet tall with the balls of a matador
Door-matted whore with your words, heard that before
For metaphor, pedicure, get your feet fixed
Walk in my shoes for a few, you gonna need it
Yeah, get your Wii Fit to practice your freeze with
Need a few weeks before you can compete with
Razor Ramon flow, oh so sharp
You can take Kapowski, I'ma take Lark On My Go-Kart

[Verse 3]
Ugh, yeah
Mario Kart skills are outrageous
Play me anyday and I'll be the best racist
Wait, no, erase it, meant to say racer
Traded in my cell phone for a new pager
Take off your bluetooth, now dot com
I'm at the grocery store with hot moms
Bout thirty five with at least two kids
We can make out while my friend baby sits
All up in your fridge eating left-over shit
Tuna sandwich, butterscotch, crimpets
Cheetos be my choice of chips
I enjoy for a bit, take a sip from my Simpson and split

[Verse 4]
Roll that J up, is it rolled?
Yeah, roll it up, ugh
Hair like a troll doll, basketball shorts on
Yeah, I'm a dork but I'm still holding court
Ball up, baller, yeah I'll take too long, get dolled up
Give a fuck if I look like I just woke up
Who am I trying to impress? Honey in the sun dress
With the breasts luscious just sent me a text
O-M-G, your the B-E-S
If your trying to have sex, I'm the best at it

Blunt Cruisin' lyrics – asher roth

[Intro]
Let's head into the ford taurus and cruise around the streets for a little bit

[Chorus]
Yo, we cruisin', Yeah, we cruisin'
Yo, we cruisin' down the streets
I got the money, Who got the dutchie?
You got the munchies, I got the weed
You know we be
Blunt Cruisin' [x2]
My homies in the front, got honeys in the back
Yo, roll that weed up and put it in the air
You know we be
Blunt Cruisin' [x2]

[Verse 1]
Yo, roll it up (roll it tight), hit it once (hit it twice)
Pass it round (pass it round) but don't roll the windows down
Let's box it out (box it out) and save the trees (save the trees)
We hoppin' out like the mystery machine
My eyes be the size of Mr. Miyagis
Squinting to read the fine print on the widescreen
We riding, riding and that's when I see
Headlights behind me, I then start to freak
Hide the weed, oh [x4]
You know I got it

[Chorus 2]
You know we be
Blunt Cruisin' [x2]
My homies in the front, got honeys in the back
Yo, roll that weed up and put it in the air
You know we be
Blunt Cruisin' [x2]
Yo, we cruisin', Yeah, we cruisin'
Yo, we cruisin' down the streets
I got the money, Who got the dutchie?
You got the munchies, I got the weed

[Verse 2]
Yo, stop at Sef's for a drink, ice cream and some chips
Where's the dutch at, homie pass that shit
Not like that, homie, ash that shit
Can you turn this song up, homie, ash that shit
You don't need roach clips if you can't hold it
You can use your phone tip, hurry up and take this
Fa real man, hurry up and take this shit
Yo, it's burning my fingertips, dude
Drop the weed, oh [x2]
Yeah I got it
Drop the weed, oh [x2]
Yeah I got it, oh [x3]

[Chorus]

I Love College Lyrics – asher roth

[Talking:]
(Cause I ain't goin out like a sucker, no way
I'm nice right now, I, I feel good
If you have a drink, would you please put it in the air)

That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked
Drink my beer and smoke my weed
But my good friends is all I need
Pass out at three, wake up at 10
Go out to eat, then do it again, man I love college..

I wanna go to college for the rest of my life
Sip banker's club, and drink Miller Lite
On Thursty Thursday and Tuesday Night Ice
And I can get pizza a dollar a slice
So fill up my cup
Lets get fucked up (lets get fucked UP!)
I'm next on the table,
Who want what? (What?!)
I am champion, at beer pong,
Allen iverson hakeem olajuwon
Don't even bounce, not in my house
Better hope you make it otherwise you naked
Time isnt wasted when youre getting wasted
Woke up today and all I could say is, um

That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked
Drink my beer and smoke my weed
But my good friends is all I need
Pass out at three wake up at 10
Go out to eat, then do it again
Man I love college (hey!)
And I love drinking
And I love women
Man I love college

I cant tell you what I learned from school,
But (nah) I could tell you a story or two, um
Yeah of course I learned some rules
Like dont pass out with your shoes on (get the sharpie!)
And dont leave the house til the booze gone
And dont have sex if shes too gone
When it comes to condoms, put two on (trust me)
And tomorrow night, find a new joint
Hold the beer bong, nothing wrong with some fun
Even if we did get a little bit too drunk
Time isnt wasted when youre getting wasted
Woke up today and all I can say is

That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked
Drink my beer and smoke my weed
But my good friends is all I need
Pass out at three wake up at 10
Go out to eat, then do it again
Man I love college
And I love drinking
And I love women
I love college

Now, if everyboyd would please put their drink
As high as they can, as high as they can
And repeat after me:

Chug chug chug chug chug chug chug
Freshman freshman freshman freshman
Do somethin crazy! Do somethin crazy! Do somethin crazy! Do somethin crazy!
Keg stand Keg stand Keg stand Keg stand

That party last night
(Man I love college, love it, I love it!)
THat party last night

Alright everybody, I gotta head back to class for a little bit

That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it (you konw its going down)
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked
Drink my beer and smoke my weed (youre all invited)
But my good friends is all I need (bring your friends)
Pass out at three wake up at 10
Go out to eat, then do it again
Man I love college

I love college, do I really have to graduate or can I just stay here for the rest of my life?

La Di Da Lyrics – asher roth

Yeah, I wrote a song and it go a little something like this

[Verse 1]
They say its a cold world, yeah you got that right
I almost packed it all in on the spot last night
They want a killer instinct and I'm just that type
But if the fights not mine, I wont fight that fight
Life without struggling, yeah right
Make one mistake, won't make that twice
Out of sight out of mind, find yourself out of time
Buy your own pants, get your hands out of mine
An advance ain't a promise you will make it
There's work to be done, you must grind to shine
Every second is a blessing, yes it is precious
Suggest you get off instant message
The aggression when your finding your direction
Then heading non stop just to find that the road is blocked
You wanna pop, flip your lid and stomp
But settle down and work it out,
Its really all you've got, so I tell em

[Chorus]
When I cant take it, I cant take it no more
This is what I say
La Di Da Da Da, La Di Da Da Da, Over
When you cant take it, When you cant take it no more
This is what you say,
La Di Da Da Da, La Di Da Da Da Over

[Verse 2]
And yeah I'm frustrated, fuck this, what's this, how much
Who what, where when, why man, how come
So many questions unanswered, I don't understand
Could you please explain sir
I'm in a phase, I believe I can change
In exchange for an explanation, estimation, hesitation
Is it as visible dealing with digital?
Fidgeting through e-mail when the issue is pivotal
Critical condition, My heads in
I'm heading in the wrong direction
Book me a session, Let it off my chest
Ill invest in a (Cannon)
Just so I can blow with my flow as my right hand man
Van Dam ass kickin' with Ash spittin'
I'm that different just ask Jigga (Ask Jigga)
He listened and witnessed the birth of a star
Emerging and surging his way up to the top of the charts, now sing along

[Chorus]

When I'm trying to come up, they wanna bring me down [x4]
When you trying to come up. they wanna bring you down [x4]
All the kids sing along

Be By Myself Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Cee-Lo)

[Intro: Cee-Lo]
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
Whoa [x2]

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]
In the backseat screaming out loud
In the backseat screaming out
Ash is young, attractive, handsome bachelor, awesome rapper
Got a knack for vernacular when I perform spectacular
I'll have any girl that I want, I'm a take the girl in the front
Boobs bounce when I tell the crowd jump, honey, come backstage I just want to have fun
But I'm too young to be locked down, not now
Need a new car, drive around with the top down
New broad with her bra and her top down
Chillin' in the backseat screaming out loud

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
She wants to be my lady but I don't see her
She wants to be my lady but I'm a free bird
I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time
I gotta fly by myself, go get high by myself this time

[Verse 2: Asher Roth]
The cycle is Shawn Michaels (heartbreak)
And yeah I like you but not enough to wife you
Say, I'm nice, true and you think I'm the right dude
But there's another girl just like you (like who?)
I'm on the road, another night, another show
New event in a new time zone
And the live show is so mind blowing
And it's my show so you know that I'm blown (you know?)
No text gonna give me head, Long distance just ain't my thing
Yeah I'm single, don't need no ring,
I'm a free man now, I don't need no strings, sing

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Asher Roth]
If you're cool with nights at the pool
Jacuzzis and groupies, groupies and booze
And no rules, I'm only 22
I need to watch football and hang with the crew
But if you don't get mad when I get fat
Cause all I do is eat, drink, smoke weed and rap
And play Madden then dag
You're pretty rad and I take it all back, c'mon

[Chorus]

Just keep clapping your hands, Feels good, feels nice and warm in here right now
I'm feeling free, if you feel free, clap your hands, ah, ah, ah, c'mon

[Chorus]

She Don't Wanna Man Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Keri Hilson)

[Intro]
She don't want a man man man man, she just wants to dance, just dance

[Verse 1]
Quiet and confident, not a bit, I'm the shit
Screaming out, out loud, right now, I'm the shit
Let 'em know, let it go, feelin' sexy, feelin' grown
I be sippin' on patron mixed with pineapple
Then she looks up, spots me only for a sec
But in that moment, our eyes locked, I swear that we had sex
Yeah, In that tank top, tight jeans, high heels, nice teeth
Ooh, I think she likes me but, but it be unlikely

[Chorus: Keri Hilson]
Ain't looking for no man man, really just came here to dance dance
On the dance floor [x2]
(I know you want my body, I just came to party)
Ain't looking for romance mance, really just came to dance dance
On the dance floor [x2]
(I know you want my body, I just came to party)

[Bridge: Asher Roth]
She don't want a man, she just wants to dance
She don't want a man, she just wants to dance on the dance floor

[Verse 2]
I see Boyder and ask him, "Yo can you take her fat friend?"
He laughs and then digs it "Hell yeah, I'll be your wingman"
We two-step, we grooving', we dancing', we movin'
The crowd be through it, people getting real stupid
Check my breath then my sweat on my chest and my pits
Yeah I'm fresh, super fresh, I would do me in a sec
Bout to get my dance on so I put my hands on her
Then she frowns, turns around with a look like

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

[Bridge: Keri Hilson (Asher Roth)]
Boy, you need to cool down cause I'm way too hot
(Girl, you need to cool out cause you not that hot)
See, I'm just tryna cool down cause I'm way too hot
(Girl, you need to cool out cause you not that hot
I'm just playing, I'm just hating, no, you way too hot)

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

Sour Patch Kids Lyrics – asher roth

[Verse 1]
Use the eyes of the owl
(theres a foul batch)
The sour patch kids got me out of wack
And out of gas
The hour glass spills as im left on the vasey without a vest
Lost my train of thought
My brain can not be bought
Trained to trainicle auberate with authority
(No way jose)
The chay in may
(Revolutionary)
To the leaders I am scary
I pose a threat to those who get to close for comfort
And wont conform
Come forward
Sworn on my unborn son if there is one more war I will come for
Thee
Poor get poorer, the rich just get richer
Get the jist
You see the big picture?
China's ditched from a shake on the Richter
Mother earth shrugs and we all get evicted
This some sick shit
Slightly twisted
Information from our nations capital
Capital is all the captain calls for
They just want more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)
and more (and more)

[Chorus]
I don't hear you
Take me away
Take me away from here
Take me away
I don't hear you

[Verse 2]
My people crying, and be dining, they be dining in the islands, drinking wine with their wives like everything is fine.
Denying that they fightin for the their lives, every night to survive since the beginning of time.
Aye-yai-yai!
Can't believe the evil that feeds off this so called American dream.
Lies in the seat, make all the Americans seem like blood-sucking money hungry fiends.
But money doesn't mean
A damn thing to me
I just want to be
I want to be free,
But unfortunately a fortune is what you need
cause the fortune 500s run the country.
Its one company
If your not a company
Would you mind grabbing me a cup of tea?
If we go hungry, in our own country
i wonder whats its like living in Hungary.
Yeah, it isn't funny, but its coming.
Its about to get ugly,
streets turn into a game of rugby.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
We're buying bubbly and make it rain 100s.
Is it just me or is that some dumbshit?
Yo what the fuck.
Hoe comes.
Little dumbshit.
Lets go.
(i know you can think of something)
Donate your dollars.
Raise a dollar.
Help a mother.
Save a father.
Cause poverty is probably our biggest problem
and it ain't gon' stop with Obama.
To save the world we must start at the bottom.

Chorus

As I Em Lyrics – asher roth (feat. D.A. of Chester French)

[Chorus: D.A.]
Take me as I am, my friends, ain't gonna change, won't be no end
Write these songs, rock these shows, only good life I know

[Verse 1: Asher Roth (D.A.)]
I was in 7th grade when I heard the Slim Shady LP
Yea, my mom brought it down when I was ironing... irony
Getting out the wrinkles, just a little kid in middle school
Sink my teeth into anything, to think I'm cool
Riding the bus, I feel the rush from "I Still Don't Give a Fuck"
I wish I could agree, but I've already had enough
I've already given up, from playing the same game
Every interview, feel like I'm saying the same thing
Em was great, yea he paved the way for me
He was inspiration for everyone from A to Z
But they keep relating me, I can't get away, chasing me
(All Day Long) I hear it (All Day Long)
Now the masses think that Asher wants to be a Marshall Mathers
They say "Asher's not a rapper, nah his ass is just an actor"
Cause we have the same complexion and similar voice inflection
It's easy to see the pieces and reach for that connection
Each second of every minute, each hour of every day
I'm constantly on the fence, defending my own name
Explaining we're not the same
There's not much that I can say, except that I'm sick of it
Critics, I've only sparked up a flame, it's on...

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: Asher Roth (D.A.)]
Now, don't get it twisted, I've definitely benefited
It's like suddenly everyone wants to hear what I be spittin'
So different, the image, they don't get it
It's simple, I'm just a kid who wants to rap to make a living
But Em was in it way before I committed
And his lyrics were the shit so I really gotta come with it (gotta go hard)
But each critic be picking apart my writtens
If it isn't up to par than Asher Paul is just a gimmick (fucking joke)
Is it my fault? Must I be more convincing?
Y'all talk all ya want, never halt me from my mission
Use it as ammunition, would you keep please dissing me?
(All Day Long) I hear it (All Day Long)
And yeah the haters wanna hate me cause I made it and I'm famous
But until you take my place, you'll never know bout what it takes
To make a record for respect, take a second to inspect
When you look like someone else, then what the fuck do you expect?
I just want to be accepted as the illest in the game
But it's harder for an artist creating his own lane
That's synonymous with rhyming and combined with perfect timing
On the time I got left declining and bout to explode so hold on

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Asher Roth]
So fuck it, that's all I got, there's nothing else for me to say
If I don't confront the problem, then it will never go away
Unless it is addressed, there is nothing left for me to do
It's impossible rejecting the elephant in the room

Say goodbye to all the bullshit, notions pre-conceived
So long to all the blogs, coulda sworn they knew me
If you have no further questions and can't think of other thoughts
Then I'd like to introduce you to Asher Paul Roth, dawg

[Chorus x2]

Lion's Roar Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Busta Rhymes, New Kingdom)

[Asher Roth]
Pretty girl, you know that you so hot (hot, hot-hot)
How about I take you to my spot? (spot, spot-spot)
We can take off all our clothes, he won't call anymo'
You hear my lion roar, head high, eyes closed
You begin to describe all things we do in a big big bed in an empty room
Look at you on me then me on you with a warm washcloth and a few ice cubes
Did it get so wet? No I'm not my best when I make you sweat
Ready now get set cause you get no rest
I'ma smack that butt, I'ma grab them breasts
Yeahhh, tell me what you like (like) can I scratch and bite? (bite)
We can scratch that fight (fight) make it last all night
Slidin on your side and curves, satisfy the primal urge
Ridin on you back and forth, that's how you make my lion roar

[Chorus: New Kingdom]
Head high, I'm low
Hear my, lion roar (ooooh)
Lion roar (ooooh)
Head high, I'm low
Hear my, lion roar (ooooh)
Lion roar (ooooh)

[Asher Roth]
Yeah yeah...
On the mic I'm a beast, I'm a big bad beast
I could speak that heat, I don't need no reason
Jeepers, them big teeth you be feedin
Better leave now, I'm 'bout to be eatin
Even you stick around and we beatin
Bleedin, have him laid out on the cement
Breathin, I had him back in your team and
leave in peace and have a safe evenin
Beef is not what I like to do
Speakin just to enlighten you
Teach him a rhyme and preach in the mind and
a beautiful thing keep fightin through
Just how big's the fight in you? Tight and high and mighty or
A lighty, hide your heiny when a giant hasn't frightened you (you)
Look in my eyes (eyes) you see my pride? (pride)
You see the fire (fire) burnin down the side
Will and drive'll make a man, doin what you say I can
Oh you think I'm playin? Well let's see just what you made of then

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Busta Bust and I'm back on my BULLSHIT NOW!!

C'mon! Got to make you wanna jump jump jump
and I come with another banger and I know you wanna bump
Cap and gown when I smack you down
and I graduated homie bangin in the trunk
Put yo' hands where my eyes could see
Let me take this thing to where it really need to be
One-two-three, let me take time
to remind y'all that you can't fuck with me
Shake yo' ass on the way to the flo'
in the dungeon drinkin and the lions roar
All my little mamis come to the crib
Let me pound on the coochie until it gets sore
Then I laugh and cough when I flash and floss
Moment when I get cash as a boss
Asher Roth, I'm comin too
cause I heard that you got a lot of ass in the loft
See I ain't playin mister
I'm 'bout to twist your sister
That's how we do it killer, yeah!
(Lion roar) Yeah! (Lion roar)

[Outro: Asher Roth]
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
That's when I let my lion roar (lion roar)
(Lion roar.. lion roar.. lion roar)

Bad Day Lyrics – asher roth

And it just keeps going
And it just keeps..

So I'm in the airport getting ready to leave heading to a friends wedding in the NYC
But my head has been spinning I'm forgetting to eat, all this jet setting has really been getting to me.
It's already 11:20 and I'm ready to sleep but instead I end up sitting in the 27th seat,
An isle seat, fine by me but the guy that's insides always trying to pee.
With a wild child behind that's crying and keeps flipping out and kicking at me while it violently screams
So I silently plead "Oh God, please let there be a hunny sitting 27B" but of course a morbidly obese beast
Is in the seat that weeses when it breathes dude sitting D is at least three deep and he keeps telling me what is wrong with his knees
Alls good slaughter, just need water but for a bottle they charge two dollars and when I thought that it couldn't be worse, I forgot my iPod.

I'm having a bad day, nothing ever seems to go my way.
Everybody needs to go away, why because I'm having a bad day.

And it just keeps going
And it just keeps... [X2]

So four hours of turbulence, we land when I'm about to turd my pants, but the captain is seat belt fastened.
So my ass is just passin gas and at last I escape when I'm minutes away from clinically insane.
I make my way towards baggage claim when I hear a high pitched voice scream my name. (Asher!)
Some dumb B****, I went to high school with. While shes sweating shes telling me she likes my shit
I just smile and think how great it would be if I could just hit this chick with a quick leg sweep. (leg sweep)
So I pick up my LL Bean and b line for the next taxi.
In need of weed and boxer briefs but my bags only got maxis.

I'm having a bad day, nothing ever seems to go my way.
Everybody needs to go away, why because I'm having a bad day.

And it just keeps going
And it just keeps... [X2]

I check into my hotel room and I pick up my cell phone to dial the groom
Tell him my mood and how im ordering food and I'm probably gonna stay in and watch a movie
But the tube has no HBO so anything I want yo I'm paying for but I'm lame and broke so I'm laying in a robe
Watching that Little People Big World show right then there's a knock at the door, it's my last hope for a Spanish whore
Who will change my sheets in exchange for penis "Hi, I've lost my cock, have you seen it?"

Jesus, this day is the worst, at least I can give me a little jerk and then go to sleep healthy and diseaseless I guess it could be worse but I'm just

Having a bad day, nothing ever seems to go my way.
Everybody needs to go away, why because I'm having a bad day.

And it just keeps going
And it just keeps... [X2]

His Dream Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Miguel)

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]
He leans back from his desk
Rubs the back of his neck, the stress takes effect
Grips the bridge of his noise
Squints while he's showing emotion he normally won't
At 56, he re-evaluates
Possibly regretting some decisions that he's made
Black is turning grey, patches of his age
Reflecting from the glasses of passive of every page
Passionately Dave reads, reading on occasion
Dreaming of the day when he can do the same thing
He's always wanted to write, that's all he's wanted in life
With two daughters, a son and a remarkable wife
He's in a bind, he has to provide
A family is relying on a millie to survive
His father died at 56
So he's well aware how vital a father figure is
How big of a responsibility it is
To be a good husband and care for your kids
Never miss an event, helping them with their homework
Discipline to prevent things when they're older
His only son is only 21
And focus as a poet has only just begun
Papa isn't dumb, he understands what this means
His dream is my dream, my dream is his dream

[Chorus: Miguel]
I close my eyes and I can see (His dream)
The sacrifices he made for me (His dream)
Put it aside for his family (His dream)
Yeah, so I'ma keep it alive, Yeah

[Verse 2: Asher Roth]
And so he targeted to be the dream guardian
Guarding it from anything and anyone whose harming it
But in his heart, he knows the hardest thing about it is
Giving up on his dream to be all about his kids
As he kisses the lips of the misses
For 24 years going on the 25th
He thinks to himself, this alone is a wealth
It's greater than what's bought and then sold on the shelf
Sometimes a dream is all that we have
We have to continue to dream
Cause once it is lost amongst other thoughts
Then what really are we, what are we?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Asher Roth]
So he sits back at his desk
Cracking his knuckles and back of his neck
Faxing a paper displaying his name
On another application explaining the main
Things they should know but the things that they don't
Are the things that distinguish him as an adult
And over the phone, he can never expose
The role that he chose, the role in his home
And at home, he's a leader, a father
He'll prove it by using his son and his daughters
In their life, he'll be playing the part of
The one who inspires, the one we admire
His only son is only 21
And focus as a poet has only just begun
Papa isn't dumb, he understands what this means
His dream is my dream, my dream is his dream

[Chorus]

Fallin Lyrics – asher roth

[Verse 1]
Okay, yeah
I remember way back, I mean, way back, ages
8th grade I think, feels like yesterday
Bowl cuts was the craze, I was crazy
Long blonde hair all over the place
And I'm pale as I ever was, baby face
With a frame like a skeleton
Skinny kid, no, friends with bout everyone
No shit, I was cool, I had plenty fun
But one wish, I would grow up big
No, not built, but they say drink my milk
Didn't get nowhere, switched up diet
Started having hip-hop, pops didnt buy it
Wanted more Springsteen, Earth, Wind, Fire
Felt that was fine but to rhyme, had to try it
Couldn't hide the fact I wanted to rap
Bought Jay-Z's CD with my own cash, man
And that was back around '98
With the Annie sample and Money Ain't A Thang
And eventhough I really couldn't relate
I kept studying and listening and stuffing my face and now

[Chorus]
I don't feel like I'm fallin' (Cause I'm so high that)
I don't feel like I'm fallin' (And I'm so fly that)
I don't feel like I'm fallin' (Cause I'm so high that)
I don't feel like I'm fallin'

[Verse 2]
Then came high school
Started picking up a mic, thought I was cool
My friends said homie you know that your white, dude
I said What? Fa real? Oh it's all good
Cause like this, when I tried it, liked it
Flipped it, hyped it, insisted the mic
Cause this shit's just right
Just like that, 9th grade footy heard
Straight from the Philly burbs, feel me? pretty sure
Suburban Threat was the name and we really were
Steady wasting the day spittin' silly verses
No curses, writing bout our girlfriends
Ballpoint pen, mines spinning like a whirlwind
Getting on the mic, I'm a wizard like merlin
Breaking barriers, tearing walls like it's berlin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
And I think it was the summer of 12th grade
When Uncle C passed away, leaving us empty
And it hurt real bad
Disturbed real sad
But we had to move on
So infact, real fast, we wrote this song
Bout fallen ones and miscues and misviews
Of the misuse of words used to diss dudes
So true, in a serious face
I'm convinced God works in mysterious ways
Like everything happens for a reason
I had to believe it cause that would explain why they leave us
As in people that mean everything
I got love for them all, they'll be there if I fall but

[Chorus]

Perfectionist Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Beanie Sigel, Rock City)

[Asher Roth]
Sitting on the couch with my head in my hands I need to think
Think fast, need to set up a plan to get big
Lick already said I’m the man I know this
But it’s hard being my own fan
I’m so thick, thick headed when it comes to the flow
My secret weapon
Said to go cause there’s no better time than
The present, not a second time to get a stepping
What’s a hustle for a hustler if it’s the wrong direction
I take a sec making all the right corrections (Yeah)
Full inspection make sure its perfected
Some neglected saying I’m obsessive
But a record ain’t a record less it really is impressive
I’ve been infected with the sickness of perfectionist
Like if you grab a hips and twist it while your're sexing it
It feels betta betta use of the erection
Every lesson, very welcome
Baby don’t you even mention it

[Chorus: Rock City]
Cause if you're trying and ain't working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just won't flow, just won't flow
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul, from my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limits see
Asher Rosh ain't no joke
Ain't no joke

[Asher Roth]
I see the visions bigger than the big picture
Doing division with figures of Dirt Diggler
Weed an liqueur play the role of an addiction
But afflicted for the sick shit
I still remain a stickler
Slick thinker, quick picker upper
Bounty hunter for the runners and
I found about a hundred of 'em
They be dumb enough drugging them
with bubble gum I cover them, and smother them,
and then I tell their mother on 'em
Getting grounded for sounding like a
clown not allowed out the house for
Bringing our sound down, kick out
Vanished from the town but reprimanded
may be granted while they handed me my crown
Bow down start respecting it
New rules in effect and you all should expected it (That's right)
New schools is erect
Ash Roth be the president (Why?)
Cause I’m a true perfectionist

[Chorus: Rock City]
Cause if you're trying and ain't working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just won't flow, just won't flow
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul, from my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limits see
Asher Rosh ain't no joke
Ain't no joke

[Beanie Sigel]
Kiss my ring is a B-Mac thing
I’m on a (Road To The Riches) like a (G. Rap) thing
Young and jump from the corner then he got (king)
Look who ran through your (castle)
And scooped your (queen)
I ain't your average little rapper young scrapper
I ain't a backpacker
I’m an (Original Gunn Clapper)
I (Buckshot Shorties) and turn their (Moon) (Blacker)
Snap like cameras in dark room rappers
Who arm full metal jacket
You niggas (Hamburger Hill), get your platoon captured
You in deep water this harpoon practice
Your dudes is cactus, cartoon rappers
I draw on niggas like stick figures
Get the picture, huh, I ain't easy to trace nigga
You should expected this from two rap perfectionist
(B-Mac and Ash Roth) We rap our ass off

[Chorus: Rock City]
Cause if you're trying and ain't working
And you just don’t get it and it sound well
Just won't flow, just won't flow
We’ll recognize
Real you can bet cause the music
Come from my soul
From my soul, from my soul
I said the music comes from my soul
Sick with it games with it
Till the limits see
Asher Rosh ain't no joke
Ain't no joke

The Lounge Lyrics – asher roth

I got a question, what's a rapper look like? Is he tan? Is he black? White?
Is he blacked-out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't want to act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement?
Or go for things like rides and diamonds?
Yo, I gotta a question. What's a rapper look like?
Is he blacked-out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't wanna act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement
Or go for finer things like rides and diamonds and... ?

Another question (what's that?)
How do they dress?
Are they best cut threads or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's caught my attention
Yo, does everybody rap get arrested?
And with they sex, do they all have hoe's?
Or do some have a girl that they learn and they grow with?
I like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters?

What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper, in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows

Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or tall
What if he's a she and not a he at all
Or does a broad have to a be a C at least
Or can it be decreased if she real up on the beat?
And is she realer if she raised in the street?
Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT?
And if they spit do they have to have kids?
Or can they have a Mom, a Dad, and little sis?
And in the morning do they have to have grits?
Or can they favorite breakfast be eggs benedict?
It makes me think, is there a rappin' type?
And if so, yo, what's a rapper like?
And do they sell drugs? Or go to school?
Cocaine or college, tell me what's the rule
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters.

[Chorus]

My name's Asher (Hi Asher)
And those who care to ask, I tell them I'm a rapper
But I don't look like it, not one bit
I'm short and thin with some pale ass skin
Got one girlfriend, and I love her,
With two sisters, a father, and a mother
I guess I'm different, like no other
But you can't judge a book by it's cover
I write about what I feel c live
My boys like to say I'm the realist it gets
Sometimes I feel like [? ]
Maybe flip the script on some ROYGBIV
Whatever the mood, no matter what I listen to
I always do me, never do you
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters.

[Chorus]

Y.O.U. Lyrics – asher roth (feat. Slick Rick)

"You are not someone else, someone else is someone else
You are you, it is you, you are you"

[Slick Rick]
Slick Rick and Asher is on this jam
Slick Rick and Asher is on this jam "You are you"
Slick Rick and Asher is on this jam
"It is you, you are you, you are you"

[Chorus: Asher Roth & Slick Rick]
There's nothing, that you can do about it
The one thing that I've figured out is "you are you"
Forget it, there's no way around it
"It is you, you are you, you are you"

[Asher Roth]
No matter what I do to try and fit in
There's nothing I can do about this body I was given
I'm blond and I am skinny, with my mom's ? skin
The Scotter side, and my father schnoz to go with it
Nice nose, my hair, yeah I can try and dye it
And contacts could change the color of my eyes but "you are you"
That would only mean that I am lying
And openly denying it's not who, who I am
I try to be too big for my britches
And couldn't, regardless of my Skee-Lo wishes
A couple more inches and I would be in business
But still I'm waking up 5'10 every Christmas "you are you"
My fingerprints is what makes me different
It took a little bit, but I can finally admit it
This is my appearance, this is my face
Looking in the mirror there is nothing I can change
Might be a little strange, the way you can see my veins
But if we were the same, the world would be plain vain
It would be lame, you would never learn a thing
So go against the grain, and let these people know your name "you are you"

[Chorus 2X]

[Slick Rick]
Dog kiss culprits, all getting a girl
Due to hip hop invisible pulping off the wall
Nothing to play with, skipping all the way with
It conveying who we all are, how we all fit in this mosaic
Portrait, thesis of a brother
Homosexual being last pieces of the puzzle
All religion who read divine pine verse
Could God once pray, folks get their mind right first
Then weed out, legitimate seed crop
? with ? feed like intrigue why
And politics, harvest the chatter
Dissect good from garbage that'll matter "you are you"
Now I doubt you, but allowed to
What amounts to, that's just what adults do
Keeping with the pace of barbarian
Keeping goldy jewels in the face of American "you are you"

[Chorus 2X]

[Asher Roth]
Besides, it's all about your mind
Your will and your drive, and what's going on inside
The size of your heart is what sets you apart
If you aren't using it, I suggest that you start "you are you"
Think hard, take a walk around the block "you are you"
It's cool if you're a nerd, or a jock
Or a prep, or a goth, nobody gives a fuck
There's nothing you can do, just stop, just stop, man
Mad props since I linked up with Knotts
Still never wear socks, always in flip flops
No chain or a watch, I be slinging no rocks
But my slang be the thang that be saving hip hop (he's good)
Screw the box, go outside the lines
Just be you, stop with the trying
And in due time, it is true you will find
There is nothing to remember if you never ever lie "you are you"

[Chorus 2X]

mixtape: "The Greenhouse Effect (A.K.A. The Greatest Mixtape Ever!)" (2008)




Roth Boyz Lyrics – asher roth

[CANNON:]
You're about to witness a dynasty like no other (and the winner is...)
This is history in the making (and the winner is... Ash Roth, ya'll, my man)

The Roth boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling nice
If you only live once and there's only one life
Then tonight might as well be the night.

[CANNON:]
Sorry, forgot to introduce myself, I go by the great Don Cannon

The Roth boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling nice
If you only live once and there's only one life
Then tonight might as well be the night.

White boy on the beat,
How surreal is that?
I mean for real he's the illest
I hate to kill the cat
But I am curious, and they deserve this shit
So in flurries, I hit em with the furry fists
Fists of furry yo it's very yo I murder this
They star gazing like capurincus
Verdict is:
Not guilty spit game so filthy
Cow girls all wanna milk me
Will be
Pissed if he knew all the chicks that I hit,
Chicks meaning tracks, are you sick?
Pigheaded, demented
Ya the seamen and freemen
Need to be at least a ten to get in
You're entering, the lions den
Let it begin may the best man win
They passed on me from Pittsburg Slim
But in the end I am kickin' it with steve riffkin (yo what up)
Enough said
Well except... "hey, yo, steve, do you have enough bread? " (yo you good?)
Lechiam
That's more like it
But what do I know? I'm just a white kid
And that's Langley,
He my side kick
The girls cheer when we here yeah, they high kick
And if it's ball, I'd be Kirk Heinrich
JHawk beats like it's my shit (my shot)
Shot clock, non stop, put it in they eye socket
This is routine like an outfield high pop
I eat my breakfast at IHOP
Scotch on the rocks
Look at me with they eyes cocked
Gosh this is nuts!
Ain't nothin IHOP's seen in a while
This is wild
Even I'm shocked
So damn good didn't know that I could
Feel a rick flare comin on
Can I hear it?
WHOOO

The nature boy in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling nice
You ain't even gotta bring your boyfriend out
It's the party of the year
We dancin on the couch (we on the couch)
Let your hair down baby let it go
Figga with jigga figga da jiggamo
Figga jigga bit her cause he didn't know
But when has a jigga decision ever gone gold? (I dunno man)
Let the trumpets blow
Low and behold for those who don't know

Ash Roth in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling nice
You ain't even gotta bring you boyfriend out
We can turn the lights off and play who's in your mouth (whos in ya mouth?)
Better beat since I moved down south
To the A add an S and an H and we out
(we in the south)
Yeah we bounce
Laughing, like yes, that just happened
Now that's what I call rapping

You half ass pass wheres your hallway pass?
You ain't allowed out get back to class!
I'm kickin ass and taking names
This is the same thing that happend on Renegade
I came here to entertain
Cause I ain't never affraid
Say on anything
Oh, I'm a be getting paid
Obama for president, in two thousand and eight, eight

The Roth boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling nice
If you only live once and there's only one life
Then tonight might as well be the night (man)
It might as well be the night
It might as well be the night
It might as well be to-night

Aight that's it
I hate when rappers rap for like 5 minutes
I just, have an attention span of zero
So bring those horns in and let this whole celebration
Mellow out, and we'll take it to the next chapter

Hottest verse of two thousand thousand
How long is that?
Rapper of the year, rapper of the decade, and I anit even a rapper

Cannon Lyrics – asher roth

[Don Cannon:]
Holla At Me!

[Asher Roth:]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (DRAMATIC!)
You know I had to, dog...

You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Can-non
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The CANNON!)

You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Can-non
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon?

[Don Cannon:]
Alright... Now if you really feel like that, Keep going!
I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!

[Asher Roth:]
Yo, Cannon!
What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat
That everbody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)
You know I had to, dog... (STEPS BACK!)

You know the world's gone mad
When blacks wear plaid
And Mariah has married Nick Can-non (GET EM!)
Or when a boy from the burbs
Has the nerves to converge
On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (CANNON!)

Aww, God Damn-it,
That's the last straw, can't stand it
You all must be reprimanded
Spank that fan-ny, Man-ny
So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed

Yes, I am a fan of Da-kota Fanning,
And I Am Sam, out-standing!
My Sean Penn-manship is fan-cy,
Yeah, my rhe-to-ric is dan-dy
I circumvent my words (TRENDSETTER!)
And vent for the burbs,
I have emerged Ad Ven-ti,
Dos anos, vamos, pronto, let's go,
Her lip gloss tastes like can-dy

Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan,
Pizzazz and swagg alone,
I have a bigger head that that of Barry Bonds;
Y'all eat scraps, I eat (SALMON!)
With fresh fruit, covered in (DANNON!)
If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy,
Then out from the loins, I'd be born;
If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris,
They'd form my performance

Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness,
Like, "Let's face it... He's so amazing! "
Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam,
Naw, man, let's try again;
I've got lungs like Iron Man,
I hit the bong, while you must extend your dia-phragm
But, let's get higher, man;
I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ire-land
From a wild, frantic Irish-man,
Who said his name was (SHANNON!)

Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness,
And I ain't gon stop 'till I'm finished;
'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach
Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch
Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick with' it,
Riddi-dick, my spit game is vicious

This is
Never did shit for my I'm-age;
College kid is where I found my niche, SNITCH!
Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un-
Tell the whole world on my dick, then
Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and
I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis
Spittin' lint to come,
Hell yeah, I got a (CANNON!)
See me on the streets, take a pick with yo' cannon
Then get it lami-nated, frame it, save it,
Cause in a couple days, I'll be famous

Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is! That's the kid!
I forget what his name is... starts with an 'A', ends with a 'Sher'.
Bringing hip-hop into the burbs

The Lounge Lyrics – asher roth

I got a question, what's a rapper look like? Is he tan? Is he black? White?
Is he blacked-out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't want to act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement?
Or go for things like rides and diamonds?
Yo, I gotta a question. What's a rapper look like?
Is he blacked-out, high on the crack pipe?
Or more the cats that'll ride on the half-pipe?
Don't wanna act like I know about the rap type
Cause matter of fact I can't grasp who rap likes
With their cash do they stash for retirement
Or go for finer things like rides and diamonds and... ?

Another question (what's that?)
How do they dress?
Are they best cut threads or are they spend less
I'm interested, it's caught my attention
Yo, does everybody rap get arrested?
And with they sex, do they all have hoe's?
Or do some have a girl that they learn and they grow with?
I like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters?

What does he look like?
Nobody knows?
He's just a rapper, in plain clothes
When the curtain falls, after the show
Where does he go? Nobody knows

Yo, now it's your call, short, fat, or tall
What if he's a she and not a he at all
Or does a broad have to a be a C at least
Or can it be decreased if she real up on the beat?
And is she realer if she raised in the street?
Or can they still feel her if she raised in CT?
And if they spit do they have to have kids?
Or can they have a Mom, a Dad, and little sis?
And in the morning do they have to have grits?
Or can they favorite breakfast be eggs benedict?
It makes me think, is there a rappin' type?
And if so, yo, what's a rapper like?
And do they sell drugs? Or go to school?
Cocaine or college, tell me what's the rule
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters.

[Chorus]

My name's Asher (Hi Asher)
And those who care to ask, I tell them I'm a rapper
But I don't look like it, not one bit
I'm short and thin with some pale ass skin
Got one girlfriend, and I love her,
With two sisters, a father, and a mother
I guess I'm different, like no other
But you can't judge a book by it's cover
I write about what I feel c live
My boys like to say I'm the realist it gets
Sometimes I feel like [? ]
Maybe flip the script on some ROYGBIV
Whatever the mood, no matter what I listen to
I always do me, never do you
I'd like to know, what makes a rapper?
It might be me, but I don't think it matters.

[Chorus]

Just Listen Lyrics – asher roth

Hello, you can start recording me at any time
Yo, I got something in my...
I need some water and something man
I got something in my fuckin, in my teeth
Ready? Alright cool

I'm here for the, fathers and mothers,
Sisters and brothers,
For the guilty, the innocent, citizens, and the immigrants,
If you ain't listen you missin out
Bear witness to the realist out (I bet they listen now)
If my voice didn't work, but my hands could talk
Would you take the time to see what a def man thought?
I could be alone and homeless
Hurt won't heal, but my cardboard sign so my words are real
Would you stop to drop change? Or stop for a change?
Engage in conversation, and exchange names?
Or maybe you would if my image was a bitch
Big lips and bigger tits show you what real sex is but,
What if I was picked for grave? Sick for days? Aged to be sick with aids?
Would you listen to my story that I swear is touching,
Or just blank stare cause you're scared to touch me?
If I'm Jewish or Christian does it affect your decision to
See past religion and simply listen to wisdom?
Would you really listen to my views on the government
If my raps were democrat and yours are republican?
Whether I'm black or white, gay, straight, hermaphrodite,
Half the time trash the light and we all act alike
So, pass the mic, don't assist being ignorant
Unclench your fist for a bit and just listen

Morning Do Lyrics – asher roth

[Asher Roth]
Thats what my body's telling me
In the morning
My hormones are just everywhere
In the a.m.
I like to call it morning do
Its morning do

[Don Cannon]
Lets go

[Asher Roth - Verse 1]
In the a.m? girl I'd be getting
No shit my dick be hard as a brick
Girl I ain't kiddin' ill really be feelin' it
Might just stick it between your legs
I like my ass sunny side up
I like my ass sun is risin'
On top real fast she'd be ridin'
Burnin' house down like im andre rison

Hell yeah, ill suck on titties
Wrap my arms round her cuz she's skinny
Come on baby, lets get busy
You know how many want to hit me?
There's so many, good and plenty
Chew them up and eat them every morning
It's my favorite to have sex morning do

[Chorus]
I like to walk around naked (naked)
While my girl cook breakfast (breakfast)
She's making eggs and bacon (bacon)
I got the recipe, did you want me and me on you
Its 8 a.m. with no phones on, your so damn cute (your so damn cute)
I kiss your neck you rub your thighs
I'll feed you through (i'll feed you through)
We sexin' in the morning
Its the morning do (morning do)
Its morning

[Verse 2]
I'm playin' in bed
And dreaming about boxin'
That's when I start to feel a hand on my cock
She whispers in my ear "ash I feel hot, I know it's kinda early can I climb on top?"
Hell yeah, I would like that a lot
Let's try a new position, let's hit the g spot,
She groanin' and she moanin' and screamin' dont stop!
She leans and tries to kiss me I'll say "shit your breathes hot."
So kissin's out the question, but you know that hands hot
I'll sunk your tires stammin' I'm overhand now
I overhand slap that booty
Watch you wiggle watch it jiggle,
Watch she stop what she doin' just to giggle
Blow the whistle, (whistle blows) and the regulation
Overtime starts, after eggs and bacon
Yeahh.

[Chorus x1]

Demonic Lyrics – asher roth

I see you, the hottest thing up on the floor,
The way she moves got me wantin more,
Drink in my hand, DJ play my song,
Got me feelin good im about to get it on,
I cant explain im in the mood the way you do the things you do,
She got the look she got the moves, she got it ooh she demonic
On the dance floor she transforms, the way that she moves put a trance on you,
Ooh can I put my hands on you, theres not much that I won't do
Its no secret I want ya girl youre my mantre girl free arent ya girl
Im at your mercy girl dont hurt me girl got a bad case of a devil worshipperrrr....
Nah nah nah hold up hold up hold up
Im on my way in rap, ain't no girl gettin in the way of that,
I want my name on plaques on stage im phased im a dangerous actaaa
Strange as that little ash blew up got famous fastaaa
But fame is wack, I came here to change it, take it back
Cause the way we act and the way we rap yea its maniac, satanic practically
We want change then changed we have to be
You see me I speak proactively and back it up with the things I do
Everything we do we should think it through, yea I seek the truth then I seek the booth
Yea I deep my roots to speak to you yea the scenic route I take for inspiration
Converse with nature relay information, its different its intimidation
But its new ways we are intigration
This is it this be the disc good for the soul, safe for the kids,
A to the s h to the e r you ready for the greenhouse effect

Keep Bouncing Lyrics – asher roth

It's a quiet Wednesday afternoon
Roommates all gone at work or school
And, I've got the whole house to myself so...
I might as well get naked as buck
Do jumping jacks with a glass of orange juice and double stacks
With syrup, syrup lots of syrup

And slurp... my words,
Words worth, work with words
Nerd, shirt Ash don't care
Murderous Murdock Holmes Sherlock Capones
Yo the flow is obnoxious,
Might want to hold your nose I just let one go
And if so, gonna make you nauseous

Aw shit, auspicious spit,
College kid hold your head like and ostrich
All on that raw shit, take it how you want it
Ash bad as Monet, 70 and sonnet
Chillin with the Axin maxin relaxin, enjoy the show
Comedy with some action,
Oh did I mention, sexual tension?
Yeah, oh yeah, bet that gets your attention

I've been skim breast fed for sex-ed
Wrestle my best friend, I'm still breast fed
Like to, push them together against my head
Then, test the bounce before I rest my head
So titty, titty tat, tat, boom bat diddly dat dat
The smoothest cool cat is Ash
That should last them at least two weeks
Before I league a new tree,
To feed the sweetie like it's Easter or Halloween, not I mean

Bow down and honor me, when I rap it's a holiday
Bow down and honor me, when I rap it's a holiday,
Yeah, Ash Roth in the house, blow pops in the house
Rang dang in the house, in the house make 'em bounce

I like boobies like you like nuts
Let's get together and make them touch
And your booty especially, bouncin' up and doen on my lil' wee wee
But there's something that means more to me
Then big titties and round booty
It's your personality... psyche!
It's um, fresh clean snapper, two cheeks to suck on after,
I want to eat your liver with some beans and a nice bottle of chianti
Chianti let's go to the bathroom and get busy
I just want to smack your ass, I just want to smack your ass (keep keep bouncing)
Uh, brain thang in the house
Got my feet on your couch, your girls titties pokin' out (watch 'em bounce)
She's got some funky ass nips

Cartoon Chick lyrics - asher roth

THE CANNON!

"Yo Ash"

What's up man?

"If you could have any Cartoon chick, who would it be?"

Ha, It's funny you ask that...

[ASHER ROTH:]
Right off the bat I'd have Jessica Rabbit
Cuz she's the baddest, I love those taties
Yea that chest pressed, an that red dress
And I'm obsessed yes, with red heads
So Ariel, wold get it in the shower
To Beauty with Beast, Effile Tower
I'd take Jasmine on a magic carpet ride, and then I'd ride her carpet until I made her fly
And Cinderalla's better than the Step-Sisters
Gives the best head and is the best kisser
Unless of course she forgot the glass slippers
The Fairy Godmother is the one to give the dick to.
Mulan's k**** is oh-so-sweet
Wake Sleeping Beauty up when I get her in the sheets
I fucked with Snow White cuz I heard she was a freak
Yo forget Hugh Heff I'm rollin' with Disney

If you fucked a Cartoon Chick, which one would you pick?
If you could fuck a Cartoon Chick, which one would get the dick
Cuz if you had a Cartoon Chick, she wouldn't blow up your phone
I don't need a Cartoon Chick, I can just stroll on home

I'd Scooby Doo Daffney while Beatty Boo watched
Tell Judy Jetson, "you can get on top"
Yea of course I'd do Wilma, but Beatty's mad hot
Not Fred Flinstone, but I'll make ya bed rock
I fucks Ion Flucks and Rogue from X-Men And maybe Rayma Rite cuz I heard she was a lesbien
Smurff Ed forget it cu of my rude feddish
So that includes Marsh Simpson to get it.

If you fucked a Cartoon Chick, which one would you pick?
If you could fuck a Cartoon Chick, which one would get the dick
Cuz if you had a Cartoon Chick, she wouldn't blow up your phone
I don't need a Cartoon Chick, I can just stroll on home

If you fucked a Cartoon Chick, which one would you pick?
If you could fuck a Cartoon Chick, which one would get the dick
Cuz if you had a Cartoon Chick, she wouldn't blow up your phone
I don't need a Cartoon Chick, I can just stroll on home

Yo dave you know who else I'd do? Lois Griffiin
You ever seen that episode where she was just in, I think nothin' in that picture, woh

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G.R.I.N.D. (Get Ready It's A New Day) lyrics - asher roth

Yea yea yo yo this one's for the people
All the B's that'll bleed and they sleep and they eat
Shit believe the thought we're all equal
Ain't a man on God's green be underneath any other
I don't wanna play preacher
But but I swear they turn their ear when we talk about peace and love
Sometimes might need a hug yea we all wanna come on up above
But this ain't about Jesus, no way, no Abe, no Ike, Moses or Mohammed
Yea it's all about believing, full steam ahead
Because I know the worst times are behind me
I don't wanna sound cheesy but but but I just a really mean it eh eh yea
I'm tellin' I can feel it eh eh it's the reason I was sleep
I be way too geek tonight

This one's for all of y'all
I'm the same as all of y'all, I'm on my shit
I work real hard and all for every little bit that I get
But this is all I need, so sing this song with me
It goes like
So it sounds like this e'rybody start clapping your hands
It's like, it's like

IIIII, I've been on my grind
I can only grind for so long
(go [6X])
IIIII, I've been on my grind
I can only grind for so long

Bout time to change a few things
We enslaved to the bank and we only wanna buy new shoes
The way that we think
We can do anything that we really wanna put our minds too
The american dream, the dream is a pyramid scheme, scheme
And it feels outta reach when it's hard and times are tough
But change starts with us yep, yep
We all want freedom yea to be who we be
I don't wanna be afraid when I speak to say what I'm feeling
Yea together we're strong but divided never been so weak
It's time we get even, yea yea, and really what I mean is, is, is
This change I can feel it, yea yea, Mr. President I think it's all gonna be O.K.

This one's for all of y'all
I'm the same as all of y'all, I'm on my shit
I work real hard and all for every little bit that I get
But this is all I need, so sing this song with me
It goes like
So it sounds like this e'rybody start clapping your hands
It's like, it's like

IIIII, I've been on my grind
I can only grind for so long
(go [6X])
IIIII, I've been on my grind
I can only grind for so long

So it's not about fame, and fortune
It's about believing and believing in yourself
And understanding that this life is life
It's liberty and the pursuit of happiness
And happiness isn't about getting what you want all the time
It's about loving what you have
So get ready it's a new day

IIII, I've been on my grind
I can only grind for so long.

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