to me 'Cause sometimes my mouth is too full of words Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy So I wonder if she's happy
So I wonder if she's happy Wonder what it'd be like if we all smiled Wonder if she's happy Wonder when I'll be happy As little girl's tears resist
by So I wonder if she's happy Wonder what it'd be like if we all smiled Wonder if she's happy Wonder when I'll be happy As little girl's tears resist
this car will never pass while they're standing there's no standing the five year olds eat their fruit soiled in the seats when attention and short attention spans the boy
four So get real fool, fool [Snoop Dogg] Local boy made good over night shit Not only am I getting righteous but wise see I paid the price, with consecutive platinum hits
Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star 69 Cutty is my favorite car Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes
the pro's outta high school. [Mom:] Romeo. This ya Momma. Pick up the phone. I know you not in my car! If my car not home when I get there you in trouble
be wid me like Hope that boy ahead and he fall Sick ah hearin' from they dog Man, you need some beats from Paul Never happy, keep on rappin' Tryna live
[intro: dum-dum and happy p] (lighting a joint) (coughs) [dum-dum) Go head maan Boy that's 5 [happy p] That's got to be [verse 1: dum-dum and happy p
mane, with my smokin' cousin [SPM] Mister S-P baby [Baby Beesh] S-P-M baby boy, South Park Mexican, With my nephew, young Happy P, Man on the
the pro's outta high school. Mom: Romeo. This ya Momma. Pick up the phone. I know you not in my car! If my car not home when I get there you in trouble
buck two, buck three, buck four So get real fool, fool Local boy made good over night shit Not only am I getting righteous but wise see I paid the price, with consecutive platinum hits
Well I've never had a car Never been near a lorry Got a nasty habit of scratching my nose My codename's Happy Harry I'm Into CB I've done loads of jobs
been to da trap? Bitch, I make hits, you niggas waste time And I be goddamn, if I let you waste mine Like change for the better but I'm still strapped Trigga happy
car will never pass while they're standing there's no standing the five year olds eat their fruit soiled in the seats when attention and short attention spans the boy