Lyrics:
guzzler Your momma's your momma's A cum guzzler I still find room in my heart To love her Doesn't change the fact your mom's A cum guzzler If you hear noise
You got a new car pickup truck You can't even drive you got real sly You got the job you got the car You can't even drive real stupid man Gas guzzler
the Sargent, call me Damon Wayans (Boss Bitch) Imma hustla, certified guzzler On the dick, doing tricks You talking bands run it up Credit Cards, run it up
I'm grinding with The Mind of a Hustler I'm riding with The Mind of a Hustler The puzzler connecting Minds of a Hustler The guzzler you're drinking
like Paul in fast and furious this lil coupe still gon dust you up That nigga a buster His lil girl a guzzler She gon slurp him up and eat him up like he
nights at eight You had us on the floor with that bit about Guzzler's Gin You even laughed on camera; you couldn't hold it in Vaudeville and radio, movies
ma-peddler Slender na bado mimi ni guzzler Kata waba nyonya shada seti wada Nipate pangani nikisaka majani Later kejani ku-blaze shashamani Acha hizi vitu
guzzler man enda pigwa stick Wanadhani wako sleek tunangoja wa exceed Wanabonga man ni kama safcom Chunga yako circle isigeuzwe Sacco gotta have thick skin
a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket I ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch You a gold
AAAAAAWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!! [Sondoobiest] Mic smugglers, hustlers, hold your jugglers Forty guzzlers, muscular, Son'll fuck wit'cha One of ya, actin'
Angeles Ain't a nigga ruggeder than this grimy Heine' guzzler Cowards better duck before my calibers start rubbin' ya Me and my troops play blocks in
grimy Heine' guzzler Cowards better duck before my Calibers start rubbin' ya Me and my troops play blocks in groups Runnin' in flocks Deuce-deuce in my
a hustler Now I'm a twenty-two brew guzzler Other beers, I'm not lovin' ya Forget the great taste that's less fillin' I'd rather have some Ides and some Dimes
Spectacular cardiovascular attacker! Shaq's on the track with the Blackula Puzzler! Rugged slugger, 40 oz guzzler Gold nugget fangs punch holes
not working’ somehow Used to be a Hustler Shooting guns making dollars Used to be a Guzzler Smoking’ pots sipping hollow Now all this money ain’t
[RZA:] Spectacular cardiovascular attacker! Shaq's on the track with the blackular, Puzzler! Rugged slugger, 40 oz guzzler, Gold nugget fangs punch
doing a buck down memory lane And if I crash just pick up my plane Cause I'm talking about we go way back, we go far back Before pain guzzler was called
niggaz, I'm a hustler nigga 'Gnac guzzler nigga, rip your jugular, nigga In the night I become the type to love when it's dark 'Cause when I pull up
it And I never regret because I see how you get it Now because of you niggas, I'm a hustler nigga 'Gnac guzzler nigga, rip your jugular nigga In
friend Too late to turn back now, here I go again Here I go again Yeah, yeah, welcome home Starks Remember us? At the jams in the parks All gold guzzlers
jugular Come have a drink, with the thirsty love guzzler From the darkside, baby, don't be afraid You can't fight the thirst, nor escape the Blade
high Fish fry fresh slice of American pie Too fly for the fakes Too sly for the suckers I roll with rednecks and big gas guzzlers And Mother fuckers
really fear us, they must of heard we really killers We're Philly fillers and 40 guzzlers with millimeters And army cutters Willie niggaz that laundry
stickin we buckin them guzzlers, fucked up Now let me get done with the grime Gotta go purchase a dime Put in a state to get done with the crime Smokin
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