Lyrics:
I got the sticks no shish kebab bab
I got the mob this a inside job job
Break down hinges we don't turn no Knob knob ain't no gangsta
But I'll buss
Ride through your city like Batman and Robin
Hop out your computer and i'll make you one of my viewers
Shish kebab your fucking chick and pierce her with
"Wouldn't you like to go an get your butcher knife
And push it right through her
While you put your shish kebab skewers into her
Barbeque her, would you
anni senza titolo
Saldi in vetrine, Shish kebab
I Compro Oro, il traffico
L'automazione, l'occupazione
Fermi sul punto critico
Clima, stagioni, slot
lobster Cantonese
Enchiladas, that's what people eat in Mexico
Shish kebab is skewered, in Armenia you know
Then there's blubber, the favorite
nigga, show me property then
I call my nigga and I told him, "Yo, I gotta be there"
Salmon shish kebab, in a misty fog, roll a sticky log
Big dawg
gets hot blow
Like I'm living in shish kebab, Shawshank Redemption
CHI-CA-GO
Tecca Neezy, look at me and believe me
I'ma get all the beezies diggin'
I believe in God, I done beat the odds
(Odds, yeah)
Put the stick on ’em like a shish kebab
(Stick)
Uh, I just spent a Urus for a Richard Mille
(A
Stewart,
I do a damn good job,
That's why
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted,
No matter how much
The cul de sac, the parkin' lot, the valet line, the boulevard (man)
Rims pokin' like Shish kebab on a bar-b-grill
The candy spray, the way I catch a wave
Ambassador East
To say the least, on shish kebab
And best of squad we will see, and yet please
Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife
Think of that man who
Ambassador East
To say the least, on shish kebab
And best of squad we will see, and yet please
Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife
Think of that man who
wish I could bop
In Madrid, to the top
Okay bitch, you can stop
I'm gonna shish your kebab
Like the pigs, or the cops
Man I kid, what the fuck
I'm gonna
matter, said
And when you see me go off
That’s when you’ll see me get love
When I hit ‘em with the shish shop kebab chop
When I hit ‘em with a, hit ‘em with
A cannibal barbecue, fetuses for all
A giant banquet held in the fall
There's fetus shish kebab, burgers and steaks
Grinding stem-cells into shakes
Consuming
a damn good job,
That's why -
Chicks are on my dick like a human shish kebab
Only nineteen and over permitted,
No matter how much young girls want
shed tears I shed my light
Ok she shampoo locks I call the shots
what’s in my stock gon twist the plot
my bitch is brown thats shish kebab
she gift
au prof qui connaît rien
Sans la drogue c’est poche de déconner sobre
Le rap queb est sur mon shish kebab
Fais que'que chose de constructif boy, quit
At the scene of a crime
It ain't construction
But I got a beam on the 9
All my niggas with the shits
You could see that its lit
Shish kebab you know we go
Dakka
Drink you like you soylent, shish-kebab you like Baraka
He's Sharpened like a steely dagger, organs spilled asunder
The mealy-mouthed Emcee reacts
a dick
The gasoline is pouring, burn a motherfucker
Burn a bitch
Your body blistered up, a shish kebab
I fuckin' roast a bitch
Comin' out the gates
Of H-E
chains? Chainsaws?
Swordfish? Shish kebab? Bobcat?
Do you want a cat or not?
Well, you wanna be a big shot, don't you?
Don't you wanna be the next big
Like a shish kebab if he hit you
That's a first class trip to God
Stop asking me for the sauce
Go and get a job
Ha ha, they said they want the vintage
"Shish kebab!"
Now, I find that
On the next day
Every day
That I see this dog
Across the street
Looking at me
And staring at me
I say
"Meow!"
And the dog
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