Lyrics:
Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (hey, hey)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (damn,
That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm
Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm"
"Don't ever ride
takin everything
Careful not to get caught security gonna come checkin
Take the butt of the rifle to the temple and the neck then
Pop open the safe
The truth is hidden and unfound
As those butts buried in the ground
So give them a mighty salute
Keep hiding your rotten bruise
Bias after chaos
on me shinin' like the Eiffel
Kickback, hit it like a rifle
Fuck around and die, I might snipe (pew)
You can vibe for me, baby, I like
I asked her
tricks know
And friends know we got the indo'
No, I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain
And no, I'm not the butler, I'll cut you
Head-butt you,
indo'
No, I'm not a sucker sitting in a House of Pain
And no, he's not the butler, he'll cut you
Head-butt you, you say you can't touch this
Well, I
I'm not the butler, I'll cut you
Head-butt you, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, punk mothafucka
Here to let you know, boy, oh
the butt
Then let you come and kiss
The shit out my dick, pucker up
Ha
I gave her flowers, but they weren't roses
So she threw them back in my face
And now
a point
Not stickin butts or blunts
But the terminator x
And the rhythm he cuts
Figure this bigger brother
Gonna trigger the track
No I ain't country
talkin' bout?)
I walk out this bitch, cuttin' up
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Go back inside the tent, she got her butt up
(She got her butt up)
You lookin' for
We're not gonna take your guns
We're not comin' for your rifles
We're not goin' after people that like to hunt
We just want you to be safe
From
I'm a slimer, a grimer, a real big-timer
Tellin' lies to the judge with my hand on the Bible
I'm a shyster, I'm spiteful and I love rifles
And I love
Money, money, I look like a million bucks, bucks
Money, money, my girl got a bubble butt
Destruction Domination
I'm here baby, I'm here
Whatever
unless you got buns, hun
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
(Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look
Skills to kill
And fill a hole, we roll deep
With a frown that's down
Low in the meddle of jeep beats
So I'm makin' a point
Not stickin' butts
Man fuck these niggas
I, I'm a spare everything but these niggas
I flip the gun and gun butt these niggas
Take the knife off the AK and cut these
Man fuck these niggas
I, I'm a spare everything but these niggas
I flip the gun and gun butt these niggas
Take the knife off the AK and cut these
me rifles are shot in Connecticut
They're telling me pistols are shot in Westchester
You can get a Saturday Night Special on Flatbush, on the Bowery,
a mascot
Shoot like a rifle
Red light on the target
Shootin’ shootin’ (grrrr pa)
With The Gang
With the gang yeah
OT Gang
OT gang yeah
Dance like a mascot
with your pick up trucks
Gave muthafuckas jammin sticks up butts
I shoot your asses in the guts and leave your brains on the windshield
You muthafuckas
and lock drop the top let it rock set it bang
I just light the dyno set it bang
Ticking like a timer set it bang
Roll up with the rifle set it bang
Bang bang
I am the rifle bringing sudden death.
Covered with names, I’m gonna take revenge.
Under my muzzle nations drop the flags,
Trying to save the lives in
Y'all don't want this smoke
Take a puff crack and choke
Daily sniffing coke
Crackhead you will get a stroke
Niggas better hide from my rifle
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