Lyrics:
Studded gloves?
Or brass knuckles?
What are gonna use the make the Cunt crippled?
For this piece of shit I won't act Fucking civil
Beat 'em with
You're listening to 307 The Shits, featuring the Thumbs Top Hits
This song is for all them hoes. It's called...
Brass Toes
Brass knuckles, fitted
(Brass knuckles on my hands)
(Typa kid too fuckin' rant)
(Fuckin' that hoe, gave lil' biddy a chance)
(Guess it don't matter we fuckin' again)
Brass
brass band
Brass band
Like a ten piece brass band
I want you to surprise me
Turn me back into myself
Got rid of these distractions
Stayed out
brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a curve shirt neatly,
Tucked inside in my
We smoking LOUD
I be so high (Lit)
B**** I'm always smoking every day (Daily)
I be so high (Lit)
Inhaling brass knuckles or the hay (Gas)
I be so
I'm punchin in with the brass knuckles
8x
Ya voice muffled as ya legs buckle
Punchin in
Tear the club up
3x
Im Punchin in with the knucks
Yeah
Get
Going out nigga
Big guns and sharp knives
Revolvers 'cause automatics jam at the wrong time (I'm going out)
Like fights with the brass knuckles
You wear Louis Vuitton, H.G. and Y.S.L.,
Now I got Bathing Ape,
I got D.C.M.A.,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got
brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a curve shirt neatly,
Tucked inside in my
of flocks on the rocks
Wearing boots without no socks
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire and chewin' glass
Whoopin' ass, knuckles brass
Bitin' fire
D.C.M.A.
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck and my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a kershaw neatly,
Tucked
The band fall silent fearing for their lives
And with fear in my guts like tangled twine
'Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo knife
And mad John
The band fall silent fearing for their lives
And with fear in my guts like tangled twine
'Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo knife
And mad John
nah, we don't cry
Legend doing legendary things we don't die yo
Figured I'd flex on em
Hell on earth drop a gem on em
Brass knuckles on a knuckle put
main bitch is gon' fuck on my mans
I'm the best female skateboarder in town
(Brass knuckles do my dirty work)
And I'll fight anyone who begs to differ
some coaching away with the knuckles that come with some brass
Band top of band and they filling my pants i’m not listening rants and I come with a safe
rich and famous
And you'll have a big brass band all set to play
But there'll be no brass band at the station there'll be no smiles and no celebration
room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I
She won't let a nigga fuck because she's on the rag
I threw the deuces at the ho and now she's on a cab
Brass knuckle Benton a bully that fucking
the past is a brass band
Then you know what you're shooting for
Brass and batons they fade away
They're only moments in the haze
Brass and batons like
going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys
on a cab
Brass knuckle beating a bully that fucking murders raps
Niggas shining they oldschools with turtle wax
I put this red dot right where your turban
going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys
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