Song parody of
Rolls Royce
by hpfmav and Knvcklehead
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Yo, yo, yo
Hold on, I'm on my Korban Baxter shit for this one, check me out motherfuckers
If you really think you could fuck with me, come try it out
I keep it 100 like Gwen Stefani, bitch, there ain't no doubt
I'll strain you out, so close your eyes and shut your mouth
I shut it down, go pound for pound, coming to your town
I don't fuck around, no red noses, I don't fuck with clowns
Y'all should be proud, you know I'm the king so where's my crown
And bow down, it's the leaders of the sound
It's the peoples favorite demon, Rico came to kill the crowd, uh
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, Wooo) That's what baggy said
Bag of presidents, they dead, bagged a bitch, I'm getting head
Back to back, tell me where the party at
All my glasses Cartier, shot glasses chardonnay, bitch
I'm coming for you, didn't tell no lie
Best rapper alive, I'm aware that I am terrifying
I'm too defiant, got the heart of a giant
I'm swinging back like a baseball bat, no distractions
It's time for action, rappers gotta prepare
Even when I rock a little rick, you know I got flair
Even when I spit a little bit, y'all know who's the best
I'm too tough for you for you to top, your head don't even reach my chest
And for whom the bell tolls, line them up and say less
Till I'm dancing on your grave like I, I'm a zombie
Till I'm rocking all the clothes like Gucci and Abercrombie
Till I'm hitting my 20's and I still keep a tommy
Until my backs to the wall, now you've seen it all
From the gym bleachers all the way to microphones and speakers
I've been kicking shit like soccer, I don't need a goalkeeper
I'm God's best creation, never takin no vacation
I'm the elephant in the room, I'm always in conversations'
It's blatantly speaking, when I say this I'm not tweaking
I'm the greatest to ever hold this tool, not none of you other dudes
If Rico got a microphone, the rest of y'all should just stay home
Incredibly, it's inevitable that y'all are dead to me
I'm too menacing, I set the scene and then I finish things
Cut the mic, mix the verse, it's said and done, y'all in a hearse
We ride in the Rolls Royce, it's done for you lil boys
You know it's only one of me, the rest of them is wannabes
Apparently, I'm too arrogant for the bullshit in America
It's honestly surprising me how these rappers think they got a shot at me
You gotta do something brand new, to tell the truth, I'll embarrass you
It's those boys in the Rolls Royce, it's a bad choice to make any noise
Yo, yo, yo
Hold on, I'm on my Korban Baxter shit for this one, check me out motherfuckers
If you really think you could fuck with me, come try it out
I keep it 100 like Gwen Stefani, bitch, there ain't no doubt
I'll strain you out, so close your eyes and shut your mouth
I shut it down, go pound for pound, coming to your town
I don't fuck around, no red noses, I don't fuck with clowns
Y'all should be proud, you know I'm the king so where's my crown
And bow down, it's the leaders of the sound
It's the peoples favorite demon, Rico came to kill the crowd, uh
(Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, Wooo) That's what baggy said
Bag of presidents, they dead, bagged a bitch, I'm getting head
Back to back, tell me where the party at
All my glasses Cartier, shot glasses chardonnay, bitch
I'm coming for you, didn't tell no lie
Best rapper alive, I'm aware that I am terrifying
I'm too defiant, got the heart of a giant
I'm swinging back like a baseball bat, no distractions
It's time for action, rappers gotta prepare
Even when I rock a little rick, you know I got flair
Even when I spit a little bit, y'all know who's the best
I'm too tough for you for you to top, your head don't even reach my chest
And for whom the bell tolls, line them up and say less
Till I'm dancing on your grave like I, I'm a zombie
Till I'm rocking all the clothes like Gucci and Abercrombie
Till I'm hitting my 20's and I still keep a tommy
Until my backs to the wall, now you've seen it all
From the gym bleachers all the way to microphones and speakers
I've been kicking shit like soccer, I don't need a goalkeeper
I'm God's best creation, never takin no vacation
I'm the elephant in the room, I'm always in conversations'
It's blatantly speaking, when I say this I'm not tweaking
I'm the greatest to ever hold this tool, not none of you other dudes
If Rico got a microphone, the rest of y'all should just stay home
Incredibly, it's inevitable that y'all are dead to me
I'm too menacing, I set the scene and then I finish things
Cut the mic, mix the verse, it's said and done, y'all in a hearse
We ride in the Rolls Royce, it's done for you lil boys
You know it's only one of me, the rest of them is wannabes
Apparently, I'm too arrogant for the bullshit in America
It's honestly surprising me how these rappers think they got a shot at me
You gotta do something brand new, to tell the truth, I'll embarrass you
It's those boys in the Rolls Royce, it's a bad choice to make any noise
