Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Hey Mossy (2011 Birthday REMIX)


Gotta Listen While You Read: Kanye's Original

Hey Mossy (2011 Birthday REMIX)

I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine,
This little light of mine and I'm finna let him shine.
I'm finna take ya’ll back to them better times,
I'm finna talk about my Ryan if ya’ll don't mind.

I was 20 years old, when you and I moved to the Short,
Late December, harsh Stats Exam gave me a cold,
You fixed me up something that was good for my soul,
Famous left over Pizza House, can I have another bread bowl?
You work late nights just to set on fire the lights,
Ryan got training wheels so he could keep on a girl’s bike,
And you would give anything in this world,
Brian Hoyer custom cardboard standup, but didn't show me his curls.
And you never put no shot over me,
And I love you for that Ryan cant you see?
20 years old, caught you with tears in your eyes,
Cuz the Crunchy’s bouncer cheatin’, telling you lies, then I started to cry,
As we knelt on the alley floor,
I said Ryan, I’mma love you till you don’t want Pizza Nugs no more,
And when I'm older, you ain’t gotta work no more,
And I’mma get you that duplex that we couldn't afford.
See you're kinda breakable but unmistakable,
Highly capable, Ryan that's makin’ loot,
A livin’ legend too, just look at what heaven do,
Sent us an angel, and I thank you (Hey Ryan)

(chorus)

Forrest Gump mama said, life is like a box of chocolates,
My Ryan told me go to class, get your doctorate,
Somethin’ to fall back on, you could profit with,
But still supported me when I skipped and partied at Rick’s a lot,
Now I feel like it's things I gotta get,
Things I gotta do, just to prove to you,
You was getting through, can the choir please,
Give me a batch of Lower Bowl Izzone seats, fo free?
Can't you see, you're like a book of poetry?
Maya Angelou Nicky Giovanni, turn one corner and there's Pop Mossy.
Come on Ryan just dance wit me, let the whole world see your house party,
Now when I say WET, ya’ll say PARTY, now everybody answer me (come on)

(chorus)

I guess it also depends tho, if my ends low,
Second they get up you gon get some Bell’s-0,
Tint the windows, ride around CRMC and let Goodsir know (Hey Ryan)
Tell your job you gotta take the weekend out,
Since you brought me in this world, let me take you out,
To Smokey Bones, upper echelon.
I’mma get you a G8, whatever else you want,
Just tell me what kind of leg room Ryan Wall like?
Tell me the perfect color so I make it just right,
It don't gotta be Notre Dame, or your birthday
For me to just call and say (Hey Ryan)

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