Bombin’ The L

Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change

I usta more ya yo than Phizer Pharmaceuticals
Paid my way through college, and still had residuals
Moved more weight than Arnold on steriods
Shot more punks than rocks in asteroids
Caught more heat than Aruba in August
Never spilled the beans when the cops finally caught us
All my liquid assets are flowing like a stream
And my fingers are faster than Yngwie Malmstein

Everybody round me making money
I see everybody round me making money
Why can't I?

Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change

I get my macaroni salad from Dean & DeLuca
And I top my red death with the white sambuca
Stick up kid yeah, without no errors
I'm smashing twelve hundreds on
Sucker rhyme sayers
Like Hendrix I freak you, like Tito I treat you
Bombin' Tha "L" I see you
You freak, you coochie frito! There's something about a train!

Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
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Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Bombin' the L, Bombin' the L
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change
Lord, I can't change