Lyrics:
get your ass in gear.
Don't be scared, I won't be viscous.
Let's show him how we “Diarrhea Christmas”
Gimme that gimme that gimme that
Gimme that
white stained liquid brown
Expulsions of a nuclear kind
Toxic diarrhea
Indescribable abomination
Anal creation
Animate into this world a monster
Pinched
niggas have no idea
I swear niggas better wear riot gear
'Cause I appear and pow loud and clear give 'em diarrhea, oh
I re-up tonight, I'ma be up
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo-woo, woo (D Roc)
I bought a white Bentayga
Had to creep through the night
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my
Scooping Cocoa poop straight out the basement
All these clowns buy my shit without hesitation
Diarrhea in the needle like a vaccination
This dookie
time
So I'll pop another squat on that throne of white
And get to muddying up that paper until I'm feeling right
As I started reading those pages
I felt
to that Diarrhea shit cause I get shitty to it
Me and Acee booling in December playing Bhristmas music
Nigga say that he want beef until we having leaking
Yo I gotta back ache stomach ache diarrhea vomiting
Cold feet runny nose head ache insomnia
Cranky moody burpin' while I'm cursin'
Baby
when I pull up at the White Castle
And I ask for an appli-cation, throw it back in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her
In
ass up
I bought like 20 white boys in the back of a pickup truck
With hockey pucks and skateboards on the way to Woodstock
Leave home the Glock
I
be like, "We right here, nigga"
Even though we right here, we far away, we light years, nigga
And my AK got diarrhea nigga
I'm promethazine, mixed
(streets)
They call me residue, I leave blow on these beats (beats)
Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on niggas (yeah)
Even when I'm constipated I still shit
(streets)
They call me residue, I leave blow on these beats (beats)
Got diarrhea flow, now I shit on niggas (yeah)
Even when I'm constipated I still shit
niggas around
And the way that I'm feeling, it's like the ceiling's my ground
And when I was selling the white, you was smokin' on brown (ayy, ayy)
niggas around
And the way that I'm feeling, it's like the ceiling's my ground
And when I was selling the white, you was smokin' on brown (ayy, ayy)
shot, three times befo' this time
(For what?) For lyin, and havin numerous conversations with the law
(For what?) For spyin and havin diarrhea
white gold you look like you're pantomiming
Tryin to rhyme off of unflexible facial bone structure
I crush ya, down to the paso
Like spicy foods burnin
You can't rap, my friend, you're white and you're from Fulham
Please put down the mic, there's no way you can fool them
Don't be stupid, you wont get
little white truck
On some South Shore shit, like they ain't give a fuck
Now I ain't supposed to tell ya'll they sell guns round here
That cripple made
to a lady
Don't wanna fuck cause she said I'm too lanky
Really though, only thing fat is my dick
Slim and I'm white but the name isn't Shady
Bitches too basic
GIF off
Talking out your ass, that's diarrhea
Turn that shit off
Cop some Big Baller Brand
Understand I got big balls
Not even 5’ 10
But My friend
I'ma
with the oblong
white ones, the white ones with the round yellow ones
but not the trapezoidal green ones. Split the green ones
into thirds with a tiny
(Kenneth English)
Ya never ever met
Another nigga like me uh
Jeans and a white tee uh
Dreams that I might be uh
King of this rapping
Oh yeah
I'm
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