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Bad Fur Day Video (MV)




Performed By: 77sly
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Anthony Hatfield




77sly - Bad Fur Day Lyrics
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I had to tell them how I was feeling
Off my chest, my lungs yea I'm killin
I'm feelin like my name is Kenan Thom June
Bad fur day just like Conker
Yeah I'm a dog you can call me Goddard
She get around she is out of pocket
My bag is hot cause I got brought them rockets
Shootin shots right at yo noggin
That's what you get for pocket watchin
On to the next bitch I'm prolly doggin
She like my style, yea i'm delightful
Crack a smile for my haters I know that they listen and replay it
I run a train on your bitch and that shit going to the station
Crash Bandicoot but I don't crash the coupe
I'm hot like hot sauce and she down and dirty too
And I'm really quite a fool and you is just a tool
I ain't no average dude and I like to play that Speaker Knockers
You don't gotta learn when the streets have taught ya
Milly rockin' everywhere cause I sold milly on every block
Blah-blah-blah blocka
Blah-blah-blah blocka
Cause I feel like I'm Baraka
Mortal Kombat, got no moral compass
Feelin' just like I'm a wombat in the f*ckin darkness
Crack a smile for my haters I know that they listen and replay it
I run a train on your bitch and that shit going to the station
Bad fur day just like Conker
Yeah I'm a dog you can call me Goddard
She get around she is out of pocket
My bag is hot cause I got brought them rockets
Shootin shots right at yo noggin
That's what you get for pocket watchin
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I had to tell them how I was feeling
Off my chest, my lungs yea I'm killin
I'm feelin like my name is Kenan Thom June
Bad fur day just like Conker
Yeah I'm a dog you can call me Goddard
She get around she is out of pocket
My bag is hot cause I got brought them rockets
Shootin shots right at yo noggin
That's what you get for pocket watchin
On to the next bitch I'm prolly doggin
She like my style, yea i'm delightful
Crack a smile for my haters I know that they listen and replay it
I run a train on your bitch and that shit going to the station
Crash Bandicoot but I don't crash the coupe
I'm hot like hot sauce and she down and dirty too
And I'm really quite a fool and you is just a tool
I ain't no average dude and I like to play that Speaker Knockers
You don't gotta learn when the streets have taught ya
Milly rockin' everywhere cause I sold milly on every block
Blah-blah-blah blocka
Blah-blah-blah blocka
Cause I feel like I'm Baraka
Mortal Kombat, got no moral compass
Feelin' just like I'm a wombat in the f*ckin darkness
Crack a smile for my haters I know that they listen and replay it
I run a train on your bitch and that shit going to the station
Bad fur day just like Conker
Yeah I'm a dog you can call me Goddard
She get around she is out of pocket
My bag is hot cause I got brought them rockets
Shootin shots right at yo noggin
That's what you get for pocket watchin
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Writer: Anthony Hatfield
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