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

Cadillacs, Coupe
Brain dead rims stupid wheels
Im too for real
Lose your tooth and
Try to fight it, try to it
you will feel
What I do, I do it
from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my bed
Screaming F that yeah ill
Baby the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy
Fuck a slut
I cut my off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill
How you douche bags knowing youre disposable?
Summers eve
Shadys got the mass appeal baby crank the
its your God-damn jam
You say that you your punchlines a little more compact
Well Im that man
These other cats metaphorically where Im at man
I Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin ass Im ready for combat man
Get it calm
Nah, aint whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are mums cat scans
they fucking dope, bananas
Hunny I that ass
Swear to God man these mobs cant
Ma em how its done
Spazz a God Damn Tas, yeah

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

Gotta shake ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make like Michael J Fox in the playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that youll never guess whos knocking at door
People hit the
Yeah tonight ladies you gon get
Girl forget remorse, Ima hit you broads
Chriss paws you pissed him off
Talented the tongue muthafucker
You aint gotta lick in
Hittin like Im robbin liquor stores
Makin cash registers shit their
you spit the raw
Im an slab of beef

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

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

Bitch am I the that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles around him like
You do when I through, Id like you to remind yourself
Of what the I can do when Im on the mic
Or your the kind of girl I can take a liking to
Psych Im spiking you like a
Been this way since Ive stood a tall
Youre a good with a shitty spouse
Got a mouth and a good jaw
good brain
Watch the wood grain, dont want no cum
Bitch you listening tryna me down
m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shits
Ima shit stain on the underwear of
Whats they saying? wheres theres light
And they say that it never strikes twice in the place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In three locations
On four occasions?
And you can bet your ass
Ive come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road the psychopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this
Shake booty shawty Im the shit
Why you think Proof to call me Doody

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 wont back
Oh no