Lyrics:
Wack-ass rappin' niggaz that say they sellin' keys, And fuckin' hos, and smokin' a million blunts a day, Shooting a hundred niggaz, and saying he walked
quit, suck on a dick, jackass I'm done with this wack-ass rap, kiss my Black ass! (Fuck this) (50 Cent) Nah, Em, tell them to kiss my Black ass,
ICU I'm lifted, troop, you can brin' your wack-ass crew I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue Huh, no question, I be comin' down
ICU I'm lifted, troop, you can brin' your wack-ass crew I got connections, I'll get that ass stuck like glue Huh, no question, I be comin' down
and slangin' the (Spanish) (Whole line in Spanish) Gonna make a move and smoke your fuckin' hot-show Remove that sucker and the wack-ass shit 'Cause every
That other shit out it ain't in, is it? Baby came back with a tape brought the hits with him All this wack-ass shit niggas puttin' out Shit had me
bizarre, but you should be my b- (okay) One for the money, two for the hoes Three for them wack-ass niggas you know Okay shawty, tell me, what's
And tonight you're the loser, I hope she got Aveno I hope the game got life insurance 'cause I'mma kill it And all you wack-ass rap niggas dying with it I'm
while keeping modesty But it's really fuckin' hard when the people honor these Wack-ass niggas with their wack-ass flows Talk gat-back triggas and flash
Do you ever think about frogs, man Like, what are they even doing With their wack-ass eyes and shit Not a care in the world just Hi ho, eat bug
mouth so my dick's gots to fit With my nuts on ya tonsils While you're onstage rappin' at your wack-ass concert And I'ma snatch yo' ass from
mouth so my dick's gots to fit With my nuts on ya tonsils While you're onstage rappin' at your wack-ass concert And I'ma snatch yo' ass from
Out in the streets You won't survive with wack-ass beats These days and times Watch as we get ours with rhymes To my Metal Face bros with
Out in the streets You won't survive with wack-ass beats These days and times Watch as we get ours with rhymes To my Metal Face bros with
be comparing my swag With these wack-ass niggas that's oh-so-swagless Yeah, and call me "Mr Swagmore" Got your girlfriend open like some fucking
wack-ass mutha- Wha Jah badda sound go boom Wha Ugh, alright no, that's it
a wack-ass (Bitch) Just copped my moms a new Rollie Face same color as grass (Real) These niggas hatin' on lil' Boat because I show my whole ass (yeah) I'm
And tonight you're the loser, I hope she got Aveno I hope the game got life insurance 'cause I'mma kill it And all you wack-ass rap niggas dying with it I'm
guts, and might I add in: It's black-on-chrome like Darren McFadden Yeah, and don't be comparing my swag With these wack-ass niggas That's oh-so-swagless
Me and the crew know who 'Cause you see me and the fellas have been waiting for a while now Giving you the time to get your wack-ass style down You
a wack-ass rhyme And I catch Alz-rhymers, then forget it, I get charged Like a nigga in position with the stolen card the credit Fuck flipping the script,
pushed and a wack-ass beat That's a track that's weak that he got last week Cause everybody in the stu' was like: "That's that heat!" A bass-heavy
crying And wack-ass niggaz will go out trying It is officially a new day, I am officially the new mouth And these are the emcees of the new south!!
in the back of the plane Fucking crazy And then I go on that wack-ass vacation The chef is feedin' us the same meal every day Like I was like in
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