Lyrics:
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
Here
the dick more kisses than Hershey's
Yo' dick brick-hard like a medal (uh)
I got three holes for it like a pretzel (mhm)
Tight as a virgin boy don't get
your little sister
Cryin' 'cause she don't have a
Dress without a patch for the party to go
But she'll know she'll get by, 'cause she's
Livin' in
match, so both come into this game full of confidence and fire!
The coin toss is won by the Tornados and they have chosen to receive.
We get underway
No guns why kill just stack
Get racks that's why i rap
Don't want no child growing up just to lie down no cap
So many dreams on they mind they dying by
would have a desk job
Ticking 'till I off myself
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Used to get paid by the hour (oh, ohhh)
Now I'm just
Freeze
I get a whiff of nanners on the breeze
I beat my chest with pride the time I saw Senpai
Jammin out at MAGfest with Dave Wise
A Fiery Furnace
sister
Cryin' cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch, for the party to go
Oh, but she knows, she'll get by
She is... Livin' In The Love
sister
Crying 'cause she doesn't have a dress without a patch for the party to go
Oh but you know she'll get by
'Cause she's living in the love
Cryin' 'cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch for the party to go
Ah but you know she'll get by
Because she's living in the love of the common
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
hating vet not a rookie put holes in ya stussy that's foul
Cell I was pacing can't get you in booking I'm hooking I see you in chow
Shooting like flagrant
trying to
Sail the Titanic's kitchen sink
Ah! Nigga I'm killin' this shit
East 7 mile and we been in this bitch
By the time you get it
I done been in that
Her drive is through
Typical programmed by E-Channel
Idolize famous housewives
To Kimmy
All about the late night
F-ck around
With every Jay, Dave
an a-hole, AK holes
Think face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case
season
I know my past hoes, they regret leavin' (I know)
I couldda died in that crash, really regret speedin'
Ghost and Dave is complimented by no one,
Ooh shit this party looks good
Yeah I think I might stay
The music hot
They playing a human named Dave
The dance floors full man
Get out of my way
Wanna ride me cuz my song is fuckin lit
But I don't get distracted by distraction when it shows off
And If I ever slip inside, it's Prolly just to dose
Ay yo, you smell that shit?
The fabreeze ain't working man
I think it's coming from the basement
That nigga D in the rabbit hole again
No one is
Do I got cash? maybe
I just got a paint job on my new Mercedes
I just got this bitch telling me I got her baby
I stay spittin’ nasty shit I think
this job when you are
Takin' care of grave shifts (Hey!)
I'm deceased, I'm burying who's taken shape
They're dead to me
Once I get my shovel, you goin'
quit the job and we pray we get off first
I'm real life rappin' 'bout money even though I went got me some
Lot of these niggas OG's rats in the city we
I hate my life
Hanging on by the edge of a knife
Go to work to fill my needs
But this job's got me on my knees saying please
Get me out of this
of the maybes
Wanna new job, Wanna new car and someone else to take me away..
Cus I'm falling to a place we call a Rabbit Hole,
I go there when I'm better on my
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