Show My Ass
RealasChris
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Uh I'm bout to I'm bout to show my ass on this Colder then a ice grill Yes I am nice still I'm here to make it I'm hungry And you a nice meal I'm type chill But I'm hype still Don't get ya life killed Stay in ya lane Play your position Right field Getting my cake up Twenty four seven straight up If sleep is the cousin of death Well then I wake up And never rest Never slept Or I'll be never best Nevertheless Never counted out right I never left My shit is like napalm So just stay calm And let me destroy all that I take on They get it fast like FedEx F*ck 'em all like bed sex And I'll watch you Be the bitter one When I get her done Like I'm a redneck Haha And then you know it's bad When you know you had it coming Sonning you niggas It's me you know your dad So grow a tad And come back Man they grow up fast And while y'all busy spooning I'm mooning I'm bout to show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) I'm bout to show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) I'm bout to show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass It's bed time for you f*ck niggas Night night You niggas bitch And sleep wit a night light You better get ya life right Because you not quite Ready to strike fright When they go You K-O Like a Mike fight And I am like a gun to a knife fight Slice slice I'll give u bang bang And you strike flight To the white light You niggas cower I tower you Like my height's right A nigga trying to eat On these streets So I might bite And if I do You screwed So you can smash that Reminiscent when you was getting it Like a flashback You lack cash silly I act with class but really I'm cockier than chick With a fat ass from Philly Ha So tough shit Cause nothin is what you stuck with You can bob and weave But can't duck Chris You runnin out of luck bitch Cause when I struck quick Like a truck hit RealasChris is not to be fucked with (Not to be fucked with) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) I'm bout to show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass (Show my ass) I'm bout to show my ass (Show my ass) Show my ass Get on 'em Like I sit on 'em After I show my ass to 'em I'ma shit on 'em Fly talk Say you not soft But he not what I thought Treat him like a sidewalk And spit on 'em Then you know they'll give me kudos Watch Niggas colder than snow Talkin all that you so hot But you so not You shot Shit is brutal Stop I got no time for games You a Hublot watch Ha I got you niggas in checkmate My steps great Not impressed yet Just wait I got a couple tricks for you cats Houdini is coming back I'm the talent wit the magic You rabbit that's in the hat You mad that I'm spitting facts I had it wit all you rats You claim that you want the cheese But scared to get near the trap If it snap I'll watch him die Kick it Ask me can I You gon' need permission You better get it Or you'll regret it when I (When I) (Show my ass) (Show my ass) (Show my ass) (Show my ass)
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