Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go Spongebob
It's ya birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip some bubbly like it's ya birthday
And you know we don't give a clam
It's not your birthday
(kristen)
You can find me at The Shell, chillin wit Pearl
i got what she need,If you wanna feel smushed
Then be with miss puff she's into blowin up
so don't give her a hug or you gon be fucked up
When I pull out up front, you see the boats on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 fishes in the club
Niggas heard I messed with Pat, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like that cheapass Mr. Krabs, all fishes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothin' change, fishes down, sponge up
I see Squidward in the cut hey nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake Me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp
In the hood, in Bikini they sayin' "Sponge you hot"
They like him, he want them to love him like they love Plank
But holla up at the Krust them niggas'll tell ya he's loco
And the plan is to put the swim game in a choke hold
I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and he still on the grind
Now Sandy said she feelin' his style, she feelin' his flow
Her girlfriend willin' to get by and they ready to go
Repeat Chorus (2x)
[Bridge]
His flow, his show brought him the dough
That bought him all his fancy things
His Pine, his boats, his clothes, his shells
Look nigga he done came up and he ain't changed
[Verse]
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Pat you mad? I thought that you'd be happy that i made it
I'm that Sponge at the Shell toastin' to the good life
You just that faggot ass Star trynna pull me back right?
When my joints get to pumpin' in the Shell it's on
I wink my eye at ya fish, if I smile she gone
If the roof on fire, I let the motherfucker burn
If you talkin' 'bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm gon' tell you what Gary told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the fishes hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside them wit a bottle of rum
I know where dat crack seaweed be
Repeat Chorus (2x)
Outro:
Laughin': Don't try to act like you ain't know where I've been either nigga
In the Shell all the time nigga, it's about to pop off nigga
Sea-Unit
Clammy/Aftermass
Monday, May 5, 2008
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