Lyrics:
Tonight the scum dance and I got all my
Money on the one with the lung cramps
Little rat in the maze
They score him on his escape
Sorta likes the attention
She said, "Ain't that that damn
movie by John Wayne?"
Rapping to this bitch with a redneck,a redneck, a chicken ass redneck,
a bubbly bitch with
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
have been outwitting my family
But now, it's time for me to give it a shot
Little pig, little pig, let me in
Napped by the hair, caught my
And I still run with them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast
I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet
This bitch is stupid as fuck but
camp enlists, abandon ship
Push your knuckles up and dance with it
I'll shut down cops, steal they badges
Off of 'operation: kill da wabbit'
Ppp
to hungry, to hungriest
Pack two cannons by the pancreas
Your whole camp enlists, abandon ship
Push your knuckles up and dance with it
I'll shut down cops,
Aye Imma do my dance
Yeah
Aye
Aye
Imma do my dance throwing hands
Getting bands with my friends in the back of the benz
Hanging with a ten Im the man
then bled a grimace
you scaled the buildings, shot up the village, desperate for kingdom
purge your hindrance, dance with joy in the fringes, mouth full
through the woods like wolves on the prowl
Hunting for space and living by the hour
You never really lose a friend, they just change their space
So another
Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul
Mr. Mambo (repeat)
I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like
the hands of false gods
Death flays the tune and we dance to her song
I can feel the time has come
To stop with words and take up the sword
Let heroes arise
own path
Tryna decipher wolves from snakes
In this jungle grass
Hittin 90 in the lac seat back
Headed to the bag
I know with u by my side
These
Remember this oil by augustus john?
These are the ones I found in rome.
There are few things I keep for long.
When does your plane leave for cologne?
I
Remember this oil by augustus john?
These are the ones I found in rome.
There are few things I keep for long.
When does your plane leave for cologne?
I
like wolves fighting lions
All that fucking shows is I'm fighting all my demons
At war with my demons
When life gives you demons, it also gives you
armed with chewing gum and fine nylon hose
By a bicycle factory as they sounded the siren
And returned into the dance hall she knew he was the one
Invest half into da music
And go double the rest
I ain't make none of them lists
By numbers rocking
They come stand around with us
Bitches know we popping
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh
Niggas like, "Sheff, you be movin' too hot
You got nothin' to prove, you the king of this shit"
'Member
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
to checkmate
Strategize to survive
Hustle hard and stack cake
In the jungle dance with wolves
Move with apes
Shooters pull up let it go disappear with no trace
the world is ours
Mind your place your in the face of a god
Time erased by the lack of law
Misplaced by what you saw
Up and down back and forth
The turn
give me top I go so far I'm tryna poke her brain
Pull up let that thang go
Say he don't dance but that mac will make him Tango
See I done broke up out
the shores
I float like a butterfly, sting like Ali
Killing all the gamers, the bullet is me
And I do it with style, GQ magazines
Like Katrina, I'm more than
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