Dies Irae (Ballin' in My Swag Tomb)
Papa Molly
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Hey everybody, Papa Molly here Talking to you from the grave, yep, I'm dead I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dirty dirty dead And it might be going to my head, but I thought I would tell you all about my shit Where it's gonna go and who is gonna get it So just sit back and take some notes cuz Newsflash, y'all are gonna be broke Broke broke broke, broke broke Y'all are gonna be broke Broke broke broke broke broke broke broke broke Y'all are gonna, gonna be broke My parents don't get shit, my sisters don't get shit None of you get any of my shit That's right, I'm keeping all of it, ha Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Ballin' in my swag tomb, hoes Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Call me King Tut, call me King Tut Not giving my money to any of you guys Not gonna spend my riches on you little bitches You can make cash cuz you're still alive Catch me floatin' on the River Styx in my Perini Navi Chillin' in my pyramid like my girl Nefertari Send my regards to my family (family) Send my great love to my friends (friends) But I'm keeping my shit whether or not you all like it Rollin' like a baller in my grave, in my gold pit Dollars on dollars and cash upon cash Ain't leavin' this dumb world without any swag Dollars on dollars and cash upon cash upon cash upon cash Solvet saeculum in favilla I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm deady deady dead Why would I fuckin' care what's going on in your head, oh Dead dead, deaditty dead Dead dead dead dead dead, dead dead dead dead My parents don't get shit, my sisters don't get shit None of you get any of my shit What can I say, I still got ballin' to do Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Ballin' in my swag tomb, hoes Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Call me King Tut, call me King Tut Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Ballin' in my swag tomb, hoes Ballin' in my swag tomb, bitches Call me King Tut, call me King Tut Call me King Tut, call me King Tut Well, I think we've all learned a valuable lesson today So, um, uh, go forth and be unto, oh whatever, you get it But she was going to give me her 24 pack of Roseart colored pencils Now now, child, as the Bible doth decree: for where your treasure is, your heart will lie also Although, I was promised some certain light up Sketchers, postmortem Well, that's about all there is to see here! Let's bury this motherfucker
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