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Garbage Thirteen

Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won't

Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won't

: Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won

up A black mack, black six, and a black Hummer Them thirteen hundreds fourteen hundreds We be gettin' money Drop it off, get to work nigga keep it runnin' Garbage

It's hard being a man living in a garbage pale My old lady called me up, she tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it any more, more I can't stand

set you jumped like I poured King Cobra over ya Guess what, this is a stick up Give me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up Garbage mc's better

It's hard bein' a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady called me up, oh She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it any more, more I can't stand

you never shut up Shut up Shut up Twenty-five hours, eight days a week Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak I'm tired of listening to the garbage

Before being a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady called me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more, more I can't stand