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Lirik Lagu Steaks 'N Shrimp - Uncle Kracker

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Clap your hands to the beat, to the beatJust clap your hands to the beat, to the beatCome on clap your hands to the beat, to the beatI said clap your hands to the beat, to the beatUh huh and you don't stopUh huh and you don't stopUh huh and you don't stopWe in this Great Lakes stateEatin steaks 'n shrimpIt's kinda hard to miss the crewBecause we all got limpsWe come equipped with new kicks and stetsonsThe super saggy rags and the white trash connectionNo flexin, huh, know what I meanYou can feel us fool, we don't need to be seenIt's all about the green, not the drugs we be takinThat shits free with an LP in circulationAnd we be wastin timeGot them all state, all county, all hood rhymesIt's all good times, thank the lordFor dumb fuckin people and credit card fraudWe're tearin up your lawn, we got herds of LincolnsStep into your crib and have your whole house stinkinDon't blink and don't think we're softHide your money and your gold and don't express your thoughtsWe get mad props, wreck all shopsPuttin stops on crewsThey get confused and lose, that's what we doStyles stem from pioneersLeavin suckers in aweAnd you get jawed for lookin queerCan you hear me or am I talkin to the wallThat's Top Dog callin out each and every one of y'allYou get balls, you come and talk that shitBut Top Dogs camp ain't nothin to fuck withAnd don't say we didn't warn yaI got this Detroit thang with more love that CaliforniaDrunk DJ smokin coiniac dipsCall me the sidekick, thug boy, kid with the limpI rip through rhymes like a bullet in the breezeAnd I float through tracks like a shark in the seaA wee bit shy, but I comply by meAnd I'm a mean mother fucker when I have to beGot young g's with sleeves and thieves on holdStrategically placed in case somebody feels boldI told...you ho's you can't fuck with these causeI make more papers then treesSee we believe in brotherhood forever is criteriaYou fuckin with Top DogYour fuckin with familyNo I ain't feelin ya, got all that I can do to hearAny time you see me you should stand clearYou see me in my LincolnI'm in the clubs drinkinWho you gonna check bitch, what the fuck you thinkinYou can check me, but that shit don't slideYou can get your life took tryin to take my prideYou ride with who, man that shit ain't bigI roll with dogs that'll rock your wigAnd got gigs all moneyDetroit to PortlandCellular receivers and beepers is what were sportinYour nothin of importance, I don't sweat youYeah the drinks on me, but the jokes on youI'm all about the everyday nothin at allSee I'm not doin very much, I'm just havin a ballI'm in bed by four, I'm up by noonI might sit around, I might write me a tuneI might go fishi' and again I might notI might get me a fourty or pour me some scotchThe watch on my wrist, that don't even existA lot of pissed people from appointments that I've missedI dissed everybody and their mom for spiteCause everybody's barkin, but nobody ever bitesYour talkin loud, sayin nothinGet you dad, get your cousinGo and get your boy cause he's as big as a houseNow take your pussy ass click and get the fuck outI'm the estranged, deranged, I got domains like statesI live in plush hotels with them hourly ratesI do big plates eight times a dayThe crew be livin large at the seafood bayGot a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to scrambleAin't about to ass out on a no good gambleCould handle anything, but I ain't down for brokeSo before somebody slides, somebody's getting chokedI'm a no good freak, tweak skin like rashesI lose a little love with everyday that passesAin't a masotistic, rock statistics, vocabularyI'm a very shy simplisticAnd get this, some people say I changedI'm the same mother fucker with the same old nameA little extra game and extra cash could seeYou could fuck me, but don't put it past meYou wanna bash me and got no reasonI can lay up in the Caymans for four straight seasonsI ain't a punk, I refuse to beI live for what is, not what used to beYour all up in the past, that's assHear what I sayI'm all about today and I'm a die that wayBitch