Lyrics:
the rap game Ms Frizzle
She making it bounce and I'm good off the dribble
Everything I say coming out with a sizzle
Got double G belt like the bands in
I'm Ms. Frizzle (Go, go, go)
Aye, I just might run up them bands (Uh)
I got yuh' hoe with my dick in her hands
Flexin she know I'm the man (Uh)
Flexed
the bubble gups
Going Tommy with a tommie on a mami
And I'm never in a pickle
Got magic from that buss
Ahhhhh
Bitch
Now I feel like Ms. Frizzle
The best Shit
Ms. Frizzle, yeah she known for her magic clit
Bullets airbending to his body, that's a magic clip
Blood bending her body, now she looking all up
that shit smell like a bag of Fritos
I'm on a trip with my redhead, I call her ass Ms. Frizzle
They told me bring the heat, I went ahead and brought
Keep my hair up so it doesn't start to frizzle
A little make up, god I hope it doesn't drizzle
Uppers and downers just to keep me in the middle
Feel
don't post that, yea yea
On the road feel like Ms. Frizzle, where my road map
She 'Gon fuck cause I got riches and I know it
I got to put this ski mask
So just light it up
Flick and sizzle
Thinking back when I was really little
Eating skittles watching Mrs. frizzle
Writing rhymes and riddles
Drawing
skittles
Went to the dentist and got me some crystals
Wrecking my shit I might go with the lizard
She on the bus going wild Miss Frizzle
On the dark web
Turn off that frizzle, now Iggy not classy
No relocation missed part of your lecture
Toya she Reginald mami that's legend
Goon to a goblin like Charlotte
was Ms. Frizzle
Just heard the ops pulled up on Stuart Little
One eye on the bag i'm a super minion
Max spilled his jelly like a fucking bitch
How
Frizzle B on the beat
FJ on the beat, ho
I just be thinking out loud, don't you mind me
I'm on the run and I'm hoping they never find me
I did so
Dude owes money and he think that it's cool
I got the frizzle on me, finna take him to school
If he think that I ain't lurkin' he gon' learn soon
Frizzle a tad frazzled
Let me stroke the gavel
Mosey in the saddle
Won’t nobody listen
Moment freshly glistens
Oh I lose my head & I don’t know what to do
i’m Mr. Nightmare
At the end of the day
You strait washed
Like some Tupperware
J-FRIZZLE Verse:
know im standing 6’4 gotta cop 10
people so
Frizzle B on the beat
FJ on the beat, ho
I just be thinking out loud, don't you mind me
I'm on the run and I'm hoping they never find me
I did so
I’m in the hospital
What is you saying, you saying a riddle
I do not get it like soda I frizzle
Fly me to space, I’m a soul on a missile
Texting my
bring out Barca's what a tenth a do
Got a mix of school busses like what would ms frizzle do
Spine shot from the baby drake it a cripple you
Bitch I pop
Mike, my overbite look like Lizzo
Shit be bustin', call up Ms. Frizzle
Look like Robitussin it, Isn't
Love is dangerous
How her silence, loud as sirens
bitch, just get in the middle
You know you faux, bitch, I’m official, 14 cookin’ up
He makin’ it sizzle, she ride like a bus, I call her Ms. Frizzle
trash
What if i told you chaotic kinda grimy
AK-47 telling me to get violent
Magic school bud I'm in your system like Ms Frizzle
If you come at me it's
bring out the Plane Jane, or I can bring out the bust, Ms. Frizzle
Tyrese should be a football coach, seen him outside with a pistol
I can help you get
The mystical creeper the reaper the frizzle the frazzled I'm ready to fucking fry
Some pussy ass sucka'
That's pushing his luck up get ready
riddles
I'm high as fuck, just smoked some field trip, I think I seen Ms. Frizzle
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