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(feat. Jim Carrey) |
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[Jim Carrey] |
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This is a Flipmode Squad |
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Jim Carrey collabo |
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Now what? |
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[Busta] |
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Ugh, hallelujah |
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Kids hear this come on |
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While I'm lacing and tryna prepare this |
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For y'all, oh well I got a story to tell |
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About a dude I met once, miserable as hell |
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How grouchy he was |
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And how slouchy he was |
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And when he talked, you'd smell his breath |
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And how lousy it was |
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And if you daydreamed, he'd give you pinch |
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Now let me tell you about Mr. Grinch |
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Every holiday season while we was young, growing up |
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Everything be cool when Mr. Grinch show up |
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Always plottin' and schemin' to ruin everybody's holiday season |
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And never had a justifiable reason |
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[Jim Carrey] |
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Yo B I had my reason |
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They call me The Grinch |
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I tried to live the given |
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But it was making me winch |
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I see happy kids whitless |
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"Merry Christmas" they shouted |
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I stole the gifts |
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And there was nothing anyone could do about it |
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[Chorus] |
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch |
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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You really are a heel |
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You're as cuddly as a cactus, (uh) you're as charming as an eel |
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Mister Grinch |
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(Busta Rhymes, Jim Carrey, Mr. Grinch) |
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Mister Grinch |
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[Busta] |
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He was an angry little dude with a horrible attitude |
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And he'll show you some gratitude |
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If you let him ruin your mood |
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Everybody knew about him from here to Baton Rouge |
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He remind me of the crazy lost cousin of Mr. Scrooge |
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Word to mother |
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[Jim Carrey] |
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Yes, it's my favorite day |
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You let me take all your gifts |
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And just yell my name!! |
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(MR. GRINCH) |
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After that I'll be on my way |
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Just to return and successfully ruin your day |
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[Busta] |
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Okay for the record |
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What the hell made you like that? |
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So grouchy and grimy |
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How everything about you is whack |
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Ay yo I know you all can tell |
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From all the talk from his mouth |
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You better set some big traps |
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Around the gifts in your house |
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State of the art surveillance |
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Just to give it a boost |
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You sleep with one eye open |
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With a couple wild dogs running loose, now |
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He's definitely not the dude you can trust |
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He be bouncing with all your goods |
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And leave you biting the dust |
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[Chorus] |
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch |
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You really are a heel |
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You're as cuddly as a cactus |
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You're as charming as an eel |
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Mister Grinch, Mister Grinch |
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[Busta] |
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Grinch come around safe guard your things |
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You better safe guard your money |
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Safe guard your bling |
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You gotta safe guard your crib |
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Safe guard your g's |
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You gotta safe guard the stash and the car keys |
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You gotta listen up to what we talking about |
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Yeah it was better when the Grinch was never coming around her |
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Time after time again |
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Never mind he already took the liqour out your Heineken |
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He already quick to try again |
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To steal the gifts another way |
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And give you all a different style again |
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Why you stackin' and you trying to swell |
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You best believe Mr. Grinch schemin, dude stay coneiving ass |
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Ay yo he stay schemin' when you thinkin' he not |
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Looking over your shoulder |
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Peepin' everything you got |
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(He, he, he Busta Rhymes I will get you too) |
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Relax duke you need to chill |
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Something seriously wrong with you |
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[Chorus] |
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch |
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You really are a heel |
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You're as cuddly as a cactus |
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You're as charming as an eel |
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Mister Grinch, Mister Grinch |
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You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch |
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You really are a heel |
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You're as cuddly as a cactus |
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You're as charming as an eel |
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Mister Grinch, Mister Grinch |
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[Jim Carrey] |
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I wanna give a shout out to the West Side of Who-ville |
