OUT THA DOOR

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DONNYCARPENTER & Jake$wish & j.and

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Out the door, Grab my .44
Pop a foe in his forehead
This is for my ghosts who had their soul bled
Choppers on deck, Who want it? Let’s jump on it
Got that shit that make you vomit
Knock your lights out, homie
On my folks bed fucking hoes man, I’m a joke man
Put that motherfucker in the Earth or the hearse man
Foot all in his mouth while my homie whoop his close friend
Pull his eye out with a knife and a closed hand
Beating bitches up like I’m Ike or Micheal Lohan
I don’t give a shit, Can’t you tell that I’m a hoax man?
I been bagging and tapping the baddest asses and vag’s
Got my sack sucked in Saks Fifth, Antagonist fashion
I’m a raggedy bastard who rather pass on compassion
Imagine catching a lashing from Donny after I bash ya
Splashing blood all on the walls like a pussies first smashing
What’s all the racket?
I got a bad habit of crashing
Out the door, Grab my .44
Pop a foe in his forehead
This is for my ghosts who had their soul bled
Choppers on deck, Who want it? Let’s jump on it
Got that shit that make you vomit
Knock your lights out, homie
Take the fucking dick out your mouth before you talk to me
Ain’t shit you can offer me
Meathead Mafia don’t call police
Drop deceased and we was eyewitnesses across the street
Sorry motherfucker but you shouldn’t have had it out for me
I know I know I know I know I know I’m so angry
I don’t give a f*ck if you don’t f*ck with me quite frankly
Bust your head like a brain freeze
“Donny, Wait please!” F*ck your safety
I’ve done way more coke than anybody in the eighty’s
I hear the pussy talking shit so please call him out
I got the same key that you got for your mamas house
Put my album out and still ain’t found him out
Ain’t going down without a fight
Unless I smoke some weed I ain’t gone have an appetite
She keep it tight for the night when I pipe, That’s right
Don’t you ever look in my eyes, Who am I?
I’m too disguised with the truest lies
It’s suicide if you choose to ride
Die before your scrutinized
Out the door, Grab my .44
Pop a foe in his forehead
This is for my ghosts who had their soul bled
Choppers on deck, Who want it? Let’s jump on it
Got that shit that make you vomit
Knock your lights out, homie
Out the door, Grab my .44
Pop a foe in his forehead
This is for my ghosts who had their soul bled
Choppers on deck, Who want it? Let’s jump on it
Got that shit that make you vomit
Knock your lights out, homie

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