Lyrics:
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
That's the plan
To fuck ya mans
I know he play games
Cuz we play PlayStation
And I know you heard me say this
Once or twice
Fuck you by surprise
Cum in
Johnny, Mice and Ratbat
And haffi run weh from Sea
View weh yuh come from
And a call man chatta box
Anyway me see you Killa you me a shot a box
Pussy
this acquirin' taste
Tantalise so you can see the bigger picture that God is the light
In the fixture or in the background
Cut all the hatin' in
Aye ah serious thing wha ah gwan now
You see wha ah gwan
Space ah gwan
Cause the dance too ram
You no see wha ah gwan
Well this is beenie man
don't really see you people
What the fuck I look like
Making you niggas my equal
Two Glocks on me like Resident Evil
Im a badmon looking like Beenie Segel
the evil
You see a shady vibe, you look equal
He killed a few people
Still acting like we equal
Bought a couple whips
But that ain't shit, if you see through
cum)
I need a ryde or die bitch
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
Uh, uh, yo
Yo, when you see Sheek, don't look at me as Sheek
cum)
I need a ryde or die bitch
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
Uh, uh, yo
Yo, when you see Sheek, don't look at me as Sheek
Wanna have a couple words 'bout ecology
Man, I seen your sports car, but it's smaller, B
The Enzo's outside for you all to see
Nigga, look at my chain,
am bo
Hey, don't you see me man?
Making my wishes come true with no genie man
I got the keys to my beamer with no Beenie Man
I'm on these rich
him mouth dat him drink like sprite yuh know
Diss Beenie Man mi knock him out wid a mic yuh know
So Mi Go So
In this a war yuh betta (Get
But yuh see some man seh dat dem fi run di business
A Wha a gwaan mon? Yo!
Dem a talk bout more fire, mi a talk bout more prayer
We pray for water
you see we on the road
Hydroplaning cuz we there now
back to how you used to slob that knob
Really? because she looks like a man
A Peter-Pan, uncle Sam, Rob Van Dam
C-U-N-T, that's what she be
I had that
Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets
Fuck a hoe down
Strippin by midnight
Your ass jingle so good in the moonlight
Damn you suckin dick now
Sucking all the fucking cum out
Showing
the bank
I make that lil' money look less than you think
Yeah you think you got more, ain't as much as you think
When you see than I am everything that
son a book
Man a tun you inna poppy show, that is not a good look
Bitch, stop fool yuhself, from me respond yuh foot get bruk
Don't size up, you a di
GQ
Peeping out these industries freaks wearing
Dresses you can see through
Hammer time, I'm ready to party
Afterwards get naughty
Let's wear our
send
Sent this all in a text with a /j at the end
Can you show the cum on my wrist?
Wait let's see, let's see thi
Cu- cum on my wrist
Oii! Your cum- your
ass
I go to the club man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans
I’m accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain’t gotta say it, I’m your favorite, ‘cause I’m that raw
You see the hustle,
Violent thing when I burst up the kum kwa
Tear up the flesh if a man tryna look that
You can't see me but you look that, you, me, henny and some weed, I
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