All the bad boo when you rap I can you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact I got one in the front and two in the And the keep screaming "Odd Future is back"
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[Verse 2: Vince Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy Chilling with a victim, she was 18 A hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked with dick to help support the habit picked up in the A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it Slipped of a couple inside the bitch's juice and gin Next thing you know, we're on burgundy carpet She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking it Look, you know not rape if you like it, bitch So sit down like a ho and don't fight the shit Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round bloody neck Hide the slices from the gashes given with a Gillette Mop the blood up, put the body in the
Stash her where we hide the and the condoms "Hey, what's that? " Don't touch it or even look You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking
3:] Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout hoes I met last night They thought I was cute 'til I what that ass like Damn right, red light, ran through it "You don't even have your permit, what the are you doing? " Maybe if you shut the fuck up, be cruising And you wouldn't be sitting, 'bout your bruises But no, you wanna be Fuck-with-the-Music I'm zoning on Relapse, sliding on Blueprint Three seconds it takes for her to turn my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving Pulse too, in the back, look confused As I turn to tell them both not to do shit Red, white, blue in the rear-view, shit Swerved to the shoulder, tell both no moving Sit down in the back, cause the windows As I rolled down to forge a new friendship "Aren't you a little too young to be " Look Officer, I'm just tryna get "Get out the fucking car with license and registration" I getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience Didn't have backup, I could tell by the to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife Stabbed him in his and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
All the bad bitches boo you rap I can teach you how to pull 'em a tutor, in fact A one dead in the front, dead cop in the And two live screaming "Odd Future is back"