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Hello ladies, here's the Welcome to Tech N9ne's tour bus
Before you get on this bus there's a rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell phones me
There will be no Tweeting, no
No the PlayStation, no Instagram, no YouTubing
happens on this bus, stays on this bus

1:]
Wassup? It's me, Caribou Lou
(Tech N9ne!) Kansas City, hooligan
If you think you cool and true doing the fool my friend
begin boozing and choosing women that we do and do again
Only if they of secrets they crossing over
The beaches and often go, we eating we rock n rollers
in the thoughts we go, but no Tweetin she lost her mobile
And geekin because we showed her, freakin' the globe
In the weekend we off in Boulder,
All my got a bottle
And some hoes with a wobble from sticky you hella bobble
bitches they model
And let's it Colorado's
A red district of brothels
And med
Yo, we gotta hide, just see, we get no
Why, she ride, with me
Tweet, and lie to me?
I know (what?)
Who, she sleeps
But, all I know is: you tweet this

x2]
Do what I told you, I told you, I you
(Don't this!)

2:]
Baby I would to
Kick it and erase ya
Cause you go to
One of those networks
And go the
Facts my nature
I to see you later
(Oooooh) this bitch is the table
at me cause you wished it be
Listed with a Pic sick at me
ya missed it you scripted me
When I gotta move
You violate it, you fly it
Simple I am stealth
Then formulate it, we tried to it
it to your damn self
Get our nudie on, quiet, we can bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons like phone
Act you belong, creeping in my groovy home
Drinkin we go all my groupies owned
Way of life, keep it neat
If you and the beast mix, you see shit
And you get the least bit of resistance
We who we see fit, but yo
(Don't This)

3:]
Yeah, it is it is baby
No I don't a lot of is in my biz lady
Crazy
Thizz at my crib, me
get me to drop some jizz on ya lid maybe
We in Canada like some animals
my tour manager know that Tweetin will vanish ya
Tweet the day I go and say my wasn't amateur
Granted the lost camera was in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right you leave
Please, to ya knees, ya cannot leave, not a thing
Put ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be flickin the fuckin paparazzi
We livin covert, Flava know!
We let you see what we to, and when we say so
(Monitor!)
Her Tweetin gossip is out of her
That's why, I think I don't have many followers!