Lyrics:
a minute
Everybody wanna see me
They know what I'm feelin (they know)
Hey Girl
You know
This is duck soup for me to find a girl for a night
This is duck soup
Askin' what we come to, need the plug to come through
Post-traumatic, got the anger, boiling
Hot like duck soup
I'm outta options, walkin' through
Big fish when I come through
Tsunami on em if I want too
Kick up no kunfu
I'm talking recoil once the pump loose
Buckshots now you duck soup
Ain't no
nastier than duck soup.
She call me daddy but I make her scream ‘uncle'.
If love is war I fight 'till I bruise my knuckles.
I've been lookin' for you girl
yearns for me
The way some lament what they're not allowed to say
I've had nothin to eat today except
Tommy Wright CD and Les Chants de Maldoror
Left Duck
hate when she go out and hear my song play in the club
Been upgraded with this shit and now they make my soup with duck
Told my bros take it outside
go
En-joy the finer things in life, yo
Tacos, paella, steak frites
Good cookin, good lovin’
Good Eats!
Burger comin up! French onion soup on dec!
playing jokes
Bert: Playing jokes.
Ernie: Playing jokes!
Love my rubber duck
Bert: Rubber duck.
Ernie: Rubber duckie!
Ernie: I like bubble
the state
Gee, the money's really great!
We just get by
However we can
We all have to duck
When the shit hits the fan
Soup lines
Free loaves
the bag
I'm fucking it up
(I'm fucking it up)
I pull up with mines
We pull up with nines
So y'all better duck
I been in the game
For quite some time
Been
AR wit the new scope, nigga you was too close, Off the lean i popped a xan im sliding in a 2 door
Gas on pluto im dripping like a soup bowl, Come n
Jumpin outta coupe
Vroom vroom
Inside tomato soup
Mmm mmm
You already know how I do
You do
Finna Make a movie
Like Hulu
Jumpin outta coupe
Aye
fucked up nigga
I got too much that's on my mind got too much
That's on the line stressing like a duck and now
You got me fucked up niggas
I'll go up top
back!
Thot pocket, kiss my rocket, no mistletoe
(Suck it) wait, then my dick fire
Make her wanna duck n' roll
Forty-five, forty-seven, fifty, sixty, sold
to your block, yes, I got that cake
Hundred shots round and that drum
Fuck on your bitch, yeah, for a fuck
Got that duck, I peck
Yeah, I'm peckin' in your
about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck (huh?)
With a mean street team outside posted up
Toasted up, ready to roast a duck (uh-huh)
When I say street team, I
peanut butter, man
This shit bussin'
I got the munchies like a mother fucker
Man, this can of soup is old
But, I have to trust it
Yeah
I can't live with
and they'll start a group (haha)
Fuck it, I'm a kook, I know I got a screw
And a couple of marbles loose, brain is like ramen soup
Shout to Trugoy, gotta
putts and crew cuts, soup's on!
And I got a coupon
Chinese restaurant asking for the grey poupon
He said, "No! Duck sauce, soy sauce!
And this ain't
have whatever you like, you like
Yeah
Tater Tots, Cold Duck on ice
And we can clip coupons all night
And baby you can have whatever you like, you
ain’t nothing as dark as this
Yes yes my ninjas we burn up like gingers
Sharp as shark fin soup don’t dim sum
Like green tea beat’s fat crooked banker’s
Better duck my nigga don't goose it
Better duck my nigga better duck my nigga
We ain't playing no games no more
Niggas ain't in it for the fame no more
I
Yo, B.B. Simon wrapped into the belt loop we heard your rhymes, none of them felt true
Every other bar sound like word soup Call up squad, hope they
What I need
Is good advice
Cooked on plates of ground meat
Rubber hands and silly friends
Pasted on my wall.
Someone sold
A sweet sea soup
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