Bauer Stick by Lil Joe.

Yeah bauer stick
Hopefully it don't snap
Or I'll take a break
From taking snap shots
Yeah the stick is hot 
Pot the goal
That was the goal
Yeah I'm sore from all this scoring
It's getting boring
It's too easy
It's not pleasing 

The bauer stick
Just slashed the prick
With my stick
Body check
Cashin' the check
Buy a new stick
It's my twig
Yuh

Name a black player
Yeah lil lando got the flow
Check him out
While I'm at the check out
With my new bauer stick
It's the power stick

I be elbowing kids 
Like a boeing 747
That kid was only 11
Yeah 

Penalties
Penalties
Yuh penalties I'm in the box
I'm feelin' my socks
They tuff 
They the pringles socks
That's why I rock 'em

Yeah bauer stick
Hopefully it don't snap
Or I'll take a break
From taking snap shots
Yeah the stick is hot 
Pot the goal
That was the goal
Yeah I'm sore from all this scoring
It's getting boring
It's too easy
It's not pleasing 

*goal sound* Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm 

Yuh Metro, zucchini, lando, den, stuzzo, and gooner
The all got the bauer stick yuh

Bauer Stick

Conductor by Lil Joe.

Yeah 
Why you look like
The polar express conductor yuh
Yeah you like copper
You the conductor yeah
Yo opp is the insulator
But you flip the page
Yeah the wood the insulator
They call 'em gage the creator

Yeah flip the gage
You know it's the rage
That's end up turnin' the page 

Yeah bettin' on underdog
Just trynna afford a frog
Gotta eat it for dinner
Yeah I'm a winner

I see you in the black jacket
Yeah you in the black hat too
Without the glue on yo hip
'Cuz that's where the strap goes
You already know

Yeah 
Why you look like
The polar express conductor yuh
Yeah you like copper
You the conductor yeah
Yo opp is the insulator
But you flip the page
Yeah the wood the insulator
They call 'em gage the creator

Yeah black jacket
Black hat
Pumpin' gas
Enter the nozzle
Pump 14 
Wear that bling
The asian called ying

Yeah taylor can't sing
Yuh kanye made her famous
That's why she got bling
What you gonna do nex? 
Break up with a guy named seamus

That's your whole story yuh
Break up with someone
And make a song
And someone in th crowd actually goes wild
When they should be goin' mild


Choo-choo

Conductor

Thug (Outro) by Lil Joe.

Yeah I'm a thug
I ain't need no hug
Yeah I'm a thug

Yeah he roam down the street
Trynna get authority
But he no he can't even get tea
A bee lives better than him

Yeah he a thug
He gonna mug
All the owners of jugs
Yeah he wanna drink
While he watchin' at the ice rink

He a 
He a
He a bandit
He won't hand it over
Till it's all over
He ain't stay sober
Yeah he ain't no lover
He would glove her

Might even mug her
And pop her
Like skrrr

Yeah he bought the moon
Bringin' the spoon
To his new crib
Takin' the bib
Yeah he sip
While he dip

He a thug yuh
Yeah he a thug
He gonna mug
All the owners of jugs
Yeah he wanna drink
While he watchin' at the ice rink

Yeah they a junkie
Lookin' like a monkey
Layin' in the bed rappin'
And cappin'
Shoutout Metro Groomin
Yeah his career boomin
He is growing
Because he's flowing

Yeah the perc
Breakin' him apart
He gettin' evicted
From The the apartment
He need Matainance
Trynna pace it

Yeah he racin' with death
Yeah he a junkie
A monkey
And even thug

While he runnin' cover 4
He be gettin' bored
But the other team didn't score


Yeah

Thug (Outro)

CASH FURY

Explain by Lil Joe.

Yeah explain
All you do is complain
You ain't sayin'
Where you goin'
I ain't knowin'
Metro flowin'

Explain why
The problem isn't 
The topic
I'm bouta kick
Might have to grab my nic

Xanax might cause
The panicks
That might be the problem
So maybe I gotta explain
You know when you got the flow
The bro wanna smoke
You don't want egg yoke

Yeah explain
Do you like the pain
There is no gain
Are you sane
Or like Gucci Mane

Yeah Baltimore
Don't need no more
They not even sore 
They causin' gore

Short of the first
Yeah that's a first
Yeah the team is cursed
They need a burst

Yeah explain
All you do is complain
You ain't sayin'
Where you goin'
I ain't knowin'
Metro flowin'

Bomb down the field
Can you explain
That was in plain sight
Yeah it might end th fight
Corner losin' sight
That ain't right 

Can you explain
Why the kickers so bad
They can't hit a kick 
They need to get kicked
Chris Boswell
Well he's the best
He ain't even from th west

Explain
Explain
Explain

Explain

gage distrac 3

Mix It Up by Lil Joe


Yeah items in my water
Gotta ponder about this

Substance
Gotta use resistance 
Take a drink
Yeah the mixture pink
Don't look like a rink
We like clink

Drugs in my drink
Mix it up
Maybe use my cup
I gotta throw it out
Without a doubt
I ain't gonna pout
After I mix it up

Yeah the mixture
Yeah I can picture it after the mix
It look weird in the mug
Switch it to the cup
Change it up yeah

Yeah changin' it up 
Don't got a lot in my range
The mix up game ain't lame
Craftin' lemonade without assistance
Yeah persistence

Mix it up
Tips expected comin' up
Mixture smell good like wood from the hood
I'm like pop yeah
I saw the sun drop
Gotta mix it up
Into my cup yeah change it up

Drank it, gargole
Gotta digest the rest
Makin' it a contest
See who's the best
You up for the test? 
First we gotta mix it up
Pour it in yo cup

See if you got luck
Gotta duck from the bar
Just stole it from they car
Yeah permanently borrowed
They belongings
Now they belong to me
Got to mix 'em all up
Into my little dark cup

Mix It Up

Deck the Halls Remix by Lil Joe

Deck the malls with big weapons
Falalalalalalalala
'Tis the season to be hunting
Falalalalalalalala
Yeah the humans are the target
Falalalalalalalala
Troll the ancient man with damage
Falalalalalalalala
..... 

See the blazing weapon holstered
Falalalalalalalala
Strike the man and all around
Falalalalalalalala
Follow me in fear of injury
Falalalalalalalala
While I tell of my great huntings
Falalalalalalalala
...... 

Fast away the old man passes
Falalalalalalalala
Hail the new man, it's king Joe
Falalalalalalalala
Sing in sorrow all together 
Falalalalalalalala
Needless of people, I removed 'em
Falalalalalalalala
Falalalalalalalala

Deck the Halls Remix

Smith & Wesson by Lil Joe

(Gun sound) 
Smith & Wesson
Smith & Wesson
Smith & Wesson

Yeah they all be pressin' me yeah
They be testin' me yeah
They be messin' with me yeah

What they don't know, is I got a
Smith & Wesson 45
Yeah imma thrive
They trynna apply pressure
But they can't measure the weapon
Longer than a pen, shorter than a stick
Yeah it's a Glock, stored in the sock

They messin' around
But they don't know I'm crowned
Gotta keep 'em guessin' 
Will I have a Smith & Wesson?
Or the ice on my wrist
That's causin' a cyst in your brain
You know what I'm sayin' mane? 

Puttin' brodie in a flame
I'm holdin' the torch
Walkin' through the porch
Fire scorchin'
Crowd marchin'

My mag is peculiar
Because it's long as a ruler
You would've done it if you knew her
Holdin' bullets, shootin' off the mullets

Wake up in a hearse
Why's everything in reverse
They callin' over the nurse
She got her new purse
For better or for worse

Rockin' the flannel while buildin' the pannel
Act like an angel but built like an angle
Acute angle more like obtuse angle
So obtuse they call 'em the moose
Trynna form a lil truce
But I'm shootin' a goose

Just shot some geese
And just pulled a flease
Best trade in the world
Diamonds for pearls
Tradin' with Earl
He ain't no girl

CASH FURY

Lil gooner