Lyrics:
panties to the left
Or slide them panties to the right
Bounce that fat ass on this dick all night
We bumped into each other by surprise, "shit!"
You
Smoking for balance don't really get high really get high
Coping with life just tryna get by tryna get by
Surviving the realest I'm really that guy
Gang, Gang
They ain't never gotta ask this one question
Who's the Queen? Likkle Miss Obsession (uh)
I'm the one who keep you bitches under pressure
to the music! (bounce)
When the joint come on, everybody lose it
(This year) leave the bar, hit the floor
Represent, let these clowns know who you are
When
(This for all y'all, all y'all, all over)
(All over, ha)
Bounce, rock, roller skatin' (niggas)
(Bitches, homies)
Bounce, rock, roller (ladies)
Uh, uh (uh-huh) uh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uh, walkin' around downtown
Shoppin' at the malls, yeah
I see you in your sexy
me
And I 'gon tell you again let's get ghost in the phantom
You could bring your friend we could make this a tandem
You could come by yourself
this fly
But they ain't though
Every time we ride by, we be blowing on smoke
Riding over if it's foreign then the doors up
You already know
Yeah
you so
My raps are over all
I'm an artist, acknowledge, I'm here to run this
I'm an artist, acknowledge, I'm here to run this
I'm an artist,
Texas chainsaw
Born into a world! That was turned against me
I turned into something they never thought I'd be
Fuck all this fame, You can have it back
Before I let these crackers throw me and shit
Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop
Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve
Hornified, can't deny, certified pro
On the pole upside down (This shit for real!)
69, plenty of times to pay a bill
By day she's a clerk, by night she turn
Too Cold
Written and Performed by Derrell
Yea uhhh
GD we got another one
Yea (803 shit, 803 shit)
FLIGHT shit FLIGHT shit
If looks could kill
the opposition
Imma leave in like an hour
Bands are falling on the floor
You know I like it when they bounce
Take you on a tour
Yeah this my child hood house
I
the opposition
Imma leave in like an hour
Bands are falling on the floor
You know I like it when they bounce
Take you on a tour
Yeah this my child hood house
I
a big city called
Foot Up in Your Ass
Jeepers, weepers, peepers, get snuffed
By the sneakiest
Throughout the speakers like fisticuffs
Who the fuck is this
bad
Bounce it like a rubber band and you gon' see us back at it again
This one's for the grown and sexy
Most beautiful in the room and only one in
Aye girl when that whistle blow
Lemme see you hit the floor
Bounce it up & down some more
When you hear that whistle blow
Cute face juicy lips, lick
Too bad, this time you're the ball
Bruised and battered you seek revenge
Drive by shooting but your aim is wretched
Crashed your car, beg for penitence
This ballad is dedicated to the
Brave men and women
Who triumphantly traverse the
Treacherous terrain
Who fearlessly face unfathomable foes
Who
I lead a track I guarantee carnage
I'm killing this I'm serious I leave 'em all delirious
I'm coming up and blooming like a flower i'm hibiscus
This
a web as she steers
All you need is a bowl and a blanket this land you stand on is stolen / sacred
Pray for the souls tortured and warped by the war
sewer sludge stuck in my throat
And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot
Faggot, you bitch
the
Venom
Lush and terminal
When I became your larvae
You fed me from your plates
Now my slouch is nervous
Sinking by the face
Wrinkled by this gravel
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