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Uh, was always smartmouthed and quick-witted |
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But somethin' was always missin' like six digits |
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Lucky seven probably poppa |
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Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him |
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Things changed when I hassled back, so |
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David hit the pavement with this grapple rap |
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Snapple fact: you rather wack |
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While I am poppin' like a snappin' crack |
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So high you could see like Tallahass, the opposite of cataracts |
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Matter fact I am Farmer John milkin' cattle tracks |
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Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season |
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Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen |
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So when the street is split, don't act surprised, agree with it |
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The Gang of Wolves that creeps in crypts |
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As deep as Dawson's Creek and shit |
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I pray they got gills either that or grab some floaties |
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I know I got skills, why you think I'm posted boastin' |
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Braggin' tell these faggots to stop naggin' |
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Cause them Wolf Gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like |
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Uh, was always fucked up as shit with it |
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But I didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll |
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I got you niggas nervous like virgins flirtin' with Uncle Mervin |
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Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent |
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I preach to demons at your church, now I'm the newest sermon |
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Wearin' nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban |
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I drive through white suburbans in the black Suburban swervin' |
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Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off English Bourbon |
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I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses I'm a crooked surgeon |
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And treat the beat like sanitized nazi pussies, I'm a German |
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I'm squirtin' while I'm masturbatin' and regurgitatin' |
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From eatin' Miley Cyrus salad pussy platter they were servin' |
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My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve |
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So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service |
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This my Zombie Circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket |
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Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in this bitch |
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I'm back on my sixty six sick shit |
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Flowin' like the blood out the competition's slit wrists |
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She lick it up, Dracula, then spit it back, back at ya |
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She mad as fuck, stuck in the back of a black Acura |
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Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her |
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Hello Heather yellow feathers now you ain't laughin', huh |
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Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat |
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While I fill you up with semen from the Wolf Gang team and |
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Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter |
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Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water |
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I grab the saw and sawed off her arm and auctioned it |
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And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit |
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Fuckin' awesome spittin' box of trees, got you niggas |
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Shakin' like it's Parkinsons from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's dick |
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Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit |
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Drown your bitch in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it |
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Find a random abandoned garage and go to park in it |
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Find Earl laying on the burgundy carpet, pull my knife out, sharpen it |
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Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him |
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Get the Zippo and spark the shit |
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Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch |
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Killed him on his own track, the faggot shouldn't have started it |