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

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

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

shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons
Make Michael J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that youll never whos knocking at your door
People hit the
Yeah tonight you gon get divorced
Girl remorse, Ima hit you broads with
paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue
You aint lick in yours
Hittin licks like Im robbin liquor
Makin cash registers their draws
Think you the raw
Im an uncut slab of

Laying on kitchen floor
Im off the meat rack
Bring the beat
me two extension chords
Imma measure my dick I need 6 inches more
my dicks big bitch
Need I you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
addicted Im dope
Im the longest needle here
Need a fix up Im the big
Get it nuts
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 quick
Shadys back on your bitch ass
White trash with a half of six in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back (dispatch)

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

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he
And smokes purp does a wordsearch circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, Id like you to remind
Of what the fuck I can do Im on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a to
Psych Im spiking you a football
Been way since Ive stood a foot tall
Youre a catch with a shitty spouse
Got a mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good
Watch the wood grain, dont want no cum
Bitch you listening turn me down
m talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my playin
Ima shit stain on the underwear of
they saying? wheres thunder theres light
And they say that it never strikes twice in the 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 everything in my
Fork was in the road the psychopath
Poison ivy wouldnt have me thinking
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this
your 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 back down
Oh no I wont back
Oh no