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

Cadillacs, Devilles
Brain rims yeah 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
Shooting from the hip, boy shoot to kill
Half a left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah ill
Baby the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy
a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool make me introduce you to my power tool
You the fucking drill
How you douche feel knowing youre disposable?
eve Massengill
Shadys got the mass appeal baby the shit
Cause its God-damn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more
shawty Im that man
These cats aint metaphorically where Im at man
I Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya ass down Im ready for combat man
Get it batman?
Nah, nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mums cat
they fucking dope, bananas
Hunny I that ass
Swear to God man these cant dance
Ma show em how its
like a God Damn Tas, yeah

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 back
Oh no

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

on your kitchen floor
Otherwords Im off the meat
Bring the back
Bring me two chords
Imma measure my shit I need 6 inches more
Fuck my dicks big
Need I remind you that I dont need the swine flu to be a sick pig
addicted Im dope
Im the needle around here
Need a fix up Im the big
Get it nuts
Your just small little pricks
you think that other pricks hot
Ill gasoline 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 in his hatchback
hitched attached to the back (dispatch)

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

Bitch am I the reason that boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil Wayne syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped him like
You do when I come through, Id you to remind yourself
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 like a
Been this way since Ive a foot tall
a good catch with a shitty spouse
Got a mouth and a good jaw
good brain
Watch the grain, dont want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna turn me
Slut m talking to you, me back up
Are you insane tryna over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my playin
Ima shit on the underwear of life
Whats they wheres thunder theres light
And they say it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six
In different locations
On separate occasions?
And you can bet stanking ass
Ive come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the took the psychopath
Poison ivy wouldnt have me rash
So hit the dance floor cutie I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty Im the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me

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