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  • Main » U » Uncle Kracker » Steaks & Shrimp Lyrics
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    Posted: 29.07.2004
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    Clap your hands to the beat, just clap your hands to the beat
    C'mon clap your hands to the beat, i said clap you hands to the beat
    Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop
    Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop

    We in this great lakes state eatin' steaks n shrimp
    It's kinds hard to miss the crew cause' we all got limps
    We come equipped with new kicks and stetsons
    The super saggy bags and the white trash connection
    No flexin', huh, know what i mean
    You can feel us fool, we don't need to be seen
    It's all about the green, not the drugs we be takin'
    That shits free with an lp in circulation, and we be wastin' time
    Got them all state, all county, all hood rhymes
    It's all good times, thank the lord
    For dumb fuckin' people and credit card fraud
    Were tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of lincolns
    Step into your crib and have your whole house stinkin'
    Don't blink and don't think were soft
    Hide your money and your gold and don't express your thoughts
    We get mad props, wreck all shops
    Puttin' stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's what we do
    Styles tem from pioneers
    Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for lookin' queer
    Can you hear me or am i talkin to the wall
    That's top dog callin' out each and everyone of y'all
    You get balls you come and talk that shit
    But top dogs camp ain't nothing to fuck with
    And don't say we didn't warn ya
    I got this detroit thing with more love than california
    Drunk dj smokin' cognac dips
    Call me the sidekick thug boy kid with the limp
    I rip through rhymes like a bullet in the breeze
    And i float through tracks like a shark in the sea
    A we bit shy but i comply by me
    And i'm a mean motherfucker when i have to be
    Got young g's with sleeves and thieves on hold
    Strategically placed in case somebody feels bold, i told
    You ho's you can't fuck with these cuz
    I make more papers then trees
    See we believe in brotherhood forever is criteria
    You fuckin' with top dog your fuckin' with familia
    No i ain't feelin' ya, got all that i can do to hear
    Anytime you see me you should stand clear
    You see me in my lincoln, in the clubs drinkin'
    Who you gonna check bitch, what the fuck you thinkin'
    You can check me but that shit don't slide
    You can get your life took tryin' to take my pride
    You ride with who? man that shit ain't big
    I roll with dogs that'll rock your wig
    And got gigs all money, detroit to portland
    Cellular receivers and beepers is what were sportin'
    Your nothin' of importance, i don't sweat you
    Yeah the drinks on me but the jokes on you
    I'm all about the everyday nothin' at all
    See i'm not doin very much i'm just havin' a ball
    I'm in bed by four i'm up by noon
    I might sit around, i might write me a tune
    I might go fishin' and again i might not
    I might get me a 40 or pour me some scotch
    The watch on my wrist that don't even exist
    A lot of pissed people from appointments that i've missed
    I dissed everybody and their mom for spite
    Cuz everybody's barkin' but nobody ever bites
    Your talkin' loud, sayin' nothin'
    Get you dad, get your cousin
    Go and get your boy cuz he's as big as a house
    Now take your pussy ass click and get the fuck out
    I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains like states
    I live in plush hotels with them hourly rates
    I do big plates 8 times a day
    The crew be livin' large at the seafood bay
    Got a way with the world and now i'm lookin' to scramble
    Ain't about to ass out on a no good gamble
    I could handle anything but i ain't down for broke
    So before somebody slides somebody's getting' choked
    I'm a no good freak, i tweak skin like rashes
    I lose a little love with every day that passes
    Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary i'm a very shy simplitic
    And get this, some people say i changed
    I'm the same mother fucker with the same old name
    A little extra game and extra cash see
    You could fuck me but don't put it past me
    You wanna bash me and got no reason
    I can lay up in the caymans for 4 straight seasons
    I ain't a pnk, i refuse to be
    I live for what is not what used to be
    Your all up in the past that's ass
    Hear what i say
    I'm all about today and i'm a die that way... bitch