Lyrics:
I don't know
Sheep's dead
Got a gash as big as a wolf's head
Oh, God
Big and fat
Pig's supposed to look like that
Wallowing in lanolin
He's
to carry her out that night
The crowd went crazy
As Tommy left the stage
Little Sally was lost for the price of a touch
And a gash across her face, oh
the nigga on smash
Gash you out your burner fast
You swing down hatin' me now respect get your fingers off the glass
I got my Uzi back, you dudes is
to blast, paramedics couldn't close the gash
Floatin' past in an alley with the oak dash
Show the cash, watch it blow in half, it's no fair
They goin' mad,
not meant to last
I'm through with your bluefish
I'm through with your gash
I'm through being screwed with by
You and your wack attack
Jump back
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Uh
Feel my soul from this flow
I'm a six-inch gash as far as openness go
I'm hopin' they know if
everywhere that we go
Meat cleaver, leave a gash in a bitch's ass
see her dreams of being an R&B singer diva
leave her face cut up from the waist up
man,
to leave a gash?'
I said yeah, but I don't play sex
Without puttin' on the latex
Slipped on the condom
Fucked around and dropped the bomb son
And it
might see two or three gash (blanked out) in the corner,
might see two or three goons in the corner,
if the boy dem roll up,
give your stash to the gash
Gash Khaake Dig Paina Khich Dulleya
Kash Laaake Khich Laina Khich Dulleya
Dung Laina Das Laina Khich Dulleya
Kash Laaake Khich Laina Khich Dulleya
He's just, he's just sitting by a rock
Where'd he go?
I don't know
Yeah, he was here a minute ago
Yeah, but I don't know
Sheep is dead
Got a gash
hung yourself slit ya wrists
To the maximum hand me the forty I'll thrash and
Split out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone
Trama
gotta gish, you gotta gash, you gotta wax Grandma's mustache
And lay out here socks and make sure they match
Whoa, you gotta help out your Gram
gotta gish, you gotta gash, you gotta wax Grandma's mustache
And lay out here socks and make sure they match
Whoa, you gotta help out your Gram
invain and imaginary
You must be insane and fuckin' with mad theories
All niggas gash you, thoughts could match this
Got burnt, and return
and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried...
Gash on the nail
Its just a fairytale...
And I don't believe in magic
gotta gash
You gotta wax Grandma's mustache
And lay out her socks
To make sure they match
Whoa, you gotta help out your Grandma
Slappety dappety sling
hung yourself slit ya wrists
To the maximum hand me the forty I'll thrash and
Split out guests wit gash lemon goes throw his laz gone
Trama
arched
Honey poured from my 14-year-old
Gash and I wеpt
my fingers
First one then two because she
Is so open and I
Finger fuck her tight little
Gash while sucking on
Her clit faster and harder until
She
prophylactic
Galactic, spaced-out gabbin' grabs attention
Got heads noddin' like a Pez Candy convention
Briar patch raps gash tracks in sections
Kid says this
Crushed hash, hands is like glass, keep the heat
In the dash, did some dirt for some work, caught a gash
The flicker blocker, wicked sneaker rocker
to cool wit u cool wit u
Sure that's your lifestyle ain't nuthin' wrong
To be honest girl it kinda turns me on
I ain't even tryna to gash up a happy
to cool wit u cool wit u
Sure that's your lifestyle ain't nothin' wrong
To be honest girl it kinda turns me on
I ain't even tryna to gash up a happy
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