Lyrics:
the can of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath lid
You pop off the top, it's like opening vats of acid
Beat the Octomom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid
his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
of terror and endless bloodshed
Pity was not spared for no man woman child or rapper
And believe
For his rap was felt by everyone
And this time when
By humans of a second look
Who couldn't even write their names
Trader said they're not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again
you can take a look at this invention
Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket
Man, what are these, condoms? Uh uh: sex packets
It's like a pill,
bumping Herbo
But I’m posted by my lonely
Then I made a couple bands
Niggas acting like they know me
So they envy, won’t avenge me
Got the hammer but I’m
ya daddy in tha pen (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Actin' bad off that gin (what)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again fuckin' nigga swerve on 'em
You wanna jump in, but she don't like white men
So don't throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain't with
like it was whooping cough
They group been soft
First hour at the open bar
And they're trooping off
He went to go laugh and get
Some head by the side
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
And the boys from the casino dance
With their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
And Sandy,
She thinks I'm a jerk again
The things I do is usually coincidental
Sometimes I like being very sentimental
I never purposely lie she always want
down
Falling stars
(Here we go!)
I know what you're gonna say
You screwed my chick, but I can't get a girl and
I suck in bed but I'm a virgin and I'm gay
style
They said they didn't like my style
Them same bitches want me now
In came the cash, out with the cocaine
Virgin Mary medallion hanging off
My rope
wish
I'm selling these bags 'cause they making me rich
Foogiano 'cause I ball on a bitch
Your life like a bike, I hit the kill switch
Met me a virgin she
stay first to sneak diss
Look in my raps you would see I’m a genius boy I’m like ye finna make this bitch great again
She love these games that she know
where we've been
So I will love you like no other
While the sun sets again
Doesn't matter how we get there
We promise it's through thick and thin
There
ya daddy in tha pen (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Actin' bad off that gin (what)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again fuckin' nigga swerve on 'em
Down on New York's Wall Street
They still sell the American dream
Where morals flow like oxygen
From an iron lung machine
Business men hold
niggas, I packed these niggas again
Yung Yash the Mack, like really I am,
I done trashed these niggas like cans
I can just picture the pay, I'm a slut for
ready to go
Ask me again and I'll still say no
Chorus:
Don't be hatin' on me baby
Give me that sweet stuff all night long
I feel like it's my first time
filler
Back to the Wock, I feel like Godzilla
That shit so fire like a fox, Mozilla
Got a new scythe, I'm the virgin killer
Hair turn white, but so do my
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