THIS SONG HAS NO CHORUS
Lil Goldie
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I like big fuckin fat meaty balls in my ass crack (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh) Pull up with the big guns, hit his head like hairspray Watch the way the pig runs when he sees an AK Walk in with a big drum, got him screamin mayday Acid in my system, I been up for two days Foldin like a lawn chair when I hit him in the back His homies say its not fair cause he couldn't shoot back I told them that I don't care, got a nine up out my backpack All those pussies got scared, its like I had a flashback Cause I shot em while they run, uh I thought it was fun, uh They said they toted guns, uh So why'd they have to run, uh These rappers f*ck they thumb, uh They all so fuckin dumb They wanna fight, but never come Ain't no talent, not a crumb, uh I'm sparkin up the choppa like a blunt, uh I ain't fuckin but I'm shootin up a cunt, uh Its like I'm ballin cause I gave his skull a bunt, uh F*ck Jesus, I'ma roll him in a blunt, uh Ay, ay stop usin the "uh" flow Jesus fuckin Christ Okay- Okay, I'm sorry- I'm sorry Black Sheep, bitch I'm a mothafuckin outcast (Outcast) Stop and smell the roses like its mothafuckin OutKast (OutKast) I'm gon film his death like its mothafuckin Outlast (Outlast) Its fuckin rainin bullets that's the mothafuckin forecast Hey stop screamin, I'm tryna sleep Shut up bit Posted on yo story with a mothafuckin gun But I bet you wouldn't shoot it, bitch You'd just fuckin run And you playin like you rich, but you beggin for a handout You look the same as everyone, you don't fuckin stand out Stop actin like you someone, bitch, you's a fuckin no one You actin like a shoota, bitch, you don't even know one I'm at his fuckin funeral, I'm crackin a cold one (Ay, does anyone know how I can get on hot ones?) (No) You ain't ever held a gun, so how you fuckin shootin, bitch? (Shootin) I'm at your execution, yeah And I'm here fuckin rootin, bitch (Rootin) You ain't a star, you's another fuckin human, bitch (Human) Never caught a dub, yeah, you always fuckin losin, bitch (Losin) Ye- yeah to be honest, I'm fuckin done I can't I can't deal with this shit anymore, dude F*ck you all Pbbppbpb Bow Just playin You can't take me down, you can't play me now Pussy, you's a clown Hit you in the brow Heat you like a stove, I'ma break yo nose Fake designer clothes Man, you stoopin low Hit you in the neck, do it for a check (Check) Life is just a bet, and bitch you out of luck (Out of luck) I don't give a f*ck, hope yo mama cry (Mama cry) When I make you die Hit you in the eye (In the eye) (Ayy) Sittin here, freestyle Fucking- rabbits RABBITS
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