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You can the alarm
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can pull all the
But I wont back
Oh no I back down
Oh no

Cadillacs, Devilles
Brain dead rims yeah wheels
Im too for real
Lose tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to it
you will feel
What I do, I do it
Shooting from the hip, boy shoot to kill
a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F yeah super ill
Baby what the
We can chill, split half a and a happy meal
a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool dont make me introduce you to my power
You know the drill
How you douche feel knowing youre disposable?
Summers eve
Shadys got the mass appeal crank the shit
Cause its God-damn jam
You say that you your punchlines a little more compact
Well shawty Im man
These other cats aint metaphorically Im at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and
Settle ya fuckin ass down Im ready for man
Get it calm
Nah, aint nobody whose as and as nuts
are like mums cat scans
Cause they fucking dope,
Hunny I that ass
Swear to God man mobs cant dance
Ma em how its done
Spazz a God Damn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can all the cards
But I wont back
Oh no I wont back
Oh no

Gotta that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that youll never guess whos at your door
People hit the
Yeah ladies you gon get divorced
Girl forget remorse, Ima hit you with
Chriss paws you pissed him off
with the tongue muthafucker
You aint gotta lick in
Hittin licks Im robbin liquor stores
cash registers shit their draws
Think you the raw
Im an uncut slab of

Laying on kitchen floor
Im off the meat rack
Bring the back
Bring me two chords
Imma measure my dick shit I need 6 more
Fuck my dicks big
I remind you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
Youre Im dope
Im the needle around here
Need a fix up Im the big
Get it dicks
Your just small boats little
Girl you think that other hot
Ill drink and eat a lit match
I sit back and let em get hot
Better call the cops on em fast
Shadys right back on your ass
White trash with a half of six pack in his
Trailer hitched to the back (dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can call out guards
You can in your yard
You can all the cards
But I back down
Oh no I wont down
Oh no

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped
Does a chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I through, Id like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do Im on the mic
Or the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Im spiking you like a football
Been this way Ive stood a foot tall
a good catch with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty and a good jaw
Gimme good
Watch the grain, dont want no cum stain
Bitch you tryna turn me down
m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car
Shut the fuck up my shits playin
Ima shit stain on the underwear of
Whats saying? wheres thunder theres light
And they say that it never twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I hit six times
In three different
On separate occasions?
And you can bet your ass
That Ive come to smash in my path
was in the road took the psychopath
Poison ivy wouldnt have me rash
So hit the dance floor while I do my duty on this microphone
your booty shawty Im the shit
Why you think used to call me Doody

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards
But I back down
Oh no I wont back
Oh no