Lyrics:
Road to the riches I'm raging
Marathon shit I ain't racing
Long live Nip I'm pacing
I gotta get to the duckets
Need my chicken by the buckets
Breast
this is what u get...
Recee, We in Demand So...
So they can creep it on the dance floor...
I'll be their Superwoman
Solo spit on the damn flow
No, they
a fiend dance for the bag, chicken noodle soup
Coach mad as hell, he took me out the game, but you know shooters shoot
In high school, you know I had
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
Ain't that a kick in the pants a-watchin' all the young girls dance?
Ain't that a poke in the eye when they Tennessee Waltz on by?
Ain't that a blow
All my Mickeys frozen in a somersault
Someone save my soul by blessing all the relics in my heart
(yeah)
All the voices in my head, (in my head)
Tell
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
to my fellas who be hanging by the bathroom door
Waiting for the honeys as the leave the dance floor
that's right you got the digits , you all ready for
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
the choke hold
Disney's is a nono I perfected the slow flow
In D.C. they dance the gogo
In L.A.they ride on lolo's
G-Unit in the house, oh no
You ain't ready
I'm tryin' to go to church
Get some chicken wings, after that hit the strip club
See my hoes, TWERK!
See bad girls be at the strip club
Good girls,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
Top cat
and I'm dingy I used to be Mini but now I'm Walt Disney
What's my Achilles?
All of these biddies I'm looking for love and they looking to kill me
I want
Fried corn and chicken bread,
that's what my granny said,
if you got a hurt up in your head,
eat some fried corn and chicken bread
Ganna take
Hanging by the bathroom door
Waiting for the honeys as the
Leave the dance floor
That's right you got the digit's
You all ready for the score now who
Epic rap battle parodies shigeru miyamoto
VS wALT DISNEY
BEGIN
All aboard! It's the man who needs
No fairy dust to sprinkle
'Cause he's always fly
stop it
Watch me do my dance
While that thing swing in my pocket
Water gun emoji
Got it in my pocket pocket
Bitch I ain't no chicken
Watch me how I cock
hill like jack and jill
When up in that field gon need my chicken grilled
Blue my bills
Gold my grill this not no drill this shit is foreal
Shark I bite
ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By
make a nigga
Dance like he shiggy
Them bullets Mark a nigga neck
It leave a Hicky
That pump will have yo homie
Holler like he Ricky
That nigga rattin he
She said, "Ain't that that damn
movie by John Wayne?"
Rapping to this bitch with a redneck,a redneck, a chicken ass redneck,
a bubbly bitch with
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