Song parody of
Boyz N Girlz Club
by SosaFrmDaa6
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Nigga, my name is Reverend Father Uncle Rucker
In the name of white Jesus and all great white men who have come there after
I command thy black nigga soul back to the depths of hell
Is that all you got, nigga
Oh, nah, nigga, that's just the tip of this iceberg
And I was like, well, fuck y'all, y'all go head on, cause I don't need y'all anyway
Little bitch she on dick cause I'm smoove
But I can pull up with some strikers making moves
Choppa get to clappin' get to spraying up the room
This hoe all up in my inbox and she broke, am I a fool?
I be hanging with some apes, call it chimps up in their zoo
Hit that bitch on the floor now she bust it roll the boat
Theses niggas bummy and they haten cause they broke
Theses niggas bummy and they haten cause they know I got the motion
Told my niece don't grab that bottle that's my baby potion
If you really wanna hit me, text my text now
Roll the dice that's a 7 pay the price
How you're dumb ass got tuition and you working at mc donald's
See I had a lot of problems good thing I know, how to solve them
Told my brother just don't worry got your back I got the mac
Back then it was a struggle, now it's a 1000 for your track
Coming from a place around the corner, boy'z and girls club
Same streets i swear I learned it all to flip a couple sacks
Watch that corner and that car don't get your shit splat
Going back to the old days when I was running track
Now I'm just like a puncher I beat your bicth back
Sike bitch I lied I'm getting to the bag
This hoe getting on my nerves I hadda hit block
But if you pull up on some funny shit you getting popped
You're bitch got front roll tickets she singing word for word
I hadda write a little kite I gave it to the birds
You gotta listen what I'm saying listen word for word
The feds steady tranna lurk I swear I'm like the birds
Little bitch she on dick cause I'm smoove
But I can pull up with some strikers making moves
Choppa get to clappin' get to spraying up the room
This hoe all up in my inbox and she broke, am I a fool?
I be hanging with some apes, call it chimps up in their zoo
Roll the dice that's a 7 pay the price
How you're dumb ass got tuition and you working at mc donald's
See I had a lot of problems good thing I know, how to solve them
Told my brother just don't worry got your back I got the mac
Back then it was a struggle, now it's a 1000 for your track
Nigga, my name is Reverend Father Uncle Rucker
In the name of white Jesus and all great white men who have come there after
I command thy black nigga soul back to the depths of hell
Is that all you got, nigga
Oh, nah, nigga, that's just the tip of this iceberg
And I was like, well, fuck y'all, y'all go head on, cause I don't need y'all anyway
Nigga, my name is Reverend Father Uncle Rucker
In the name of white Jesus and all great white men who have come there after
I command thy black nigga soul back to the depths of hell
Is that all you got, nigga
Oh, nah, nigga, that's just the tip of this iceberg
And I was like, well, fuck y'all, y'all go head on, cause I don't need y'all anyway
Little bitch she on dick cause I'm smoove
But I can pull up with some strikers making moves
Choppa get to clappin' get to spraying up the room
This hoe all up in my inbox and she broke, am I a fool?
I be hanging with some apes, call it chimps up in their zoo
Hit that bitch on the floor now she bust it roll the boat
Theses niggas bummy and they haten cause they broke
Theses niggas bummy and they haten cause they know I got the motion
Told my niece don't grab that bottle that's my baby potion
If you really wanna hit me, text my text now
Roll the dice that's a 7 pay the price
How you're dumb ass got tuition and you working at mc donald's
See I had a lot of problems good thing I know, how to solve them
Told my brother just don't worry got your back I got the mac
Back then it was a struggle, now it's a 1000 for your track
Coming from a place around the corner, boy'z and girls club
Same streets i swear I learned it all to flip a couple sacks
Watch that corner and that car don't get your shit splat
Going back to the old days when I was running track
Now I'm just like a puncher I beat your bicth back
Sike bitch I lied I'm getting to the bag
This hoe getting on my nerves I hadda hit block
But if you pull up on some funny shit you getting popped
You're bitch got front roll tickets she singing word for word
I hadda write a little kite I gave it to the birds
You gotta listen what I'm saying listen word for word
The feds steady tranna lurk I swear I'm like the birds
Little bitch she on dick cause I'm smoove
But I can pull up with some strikers making moves
Choppa get to clappin' get to spraying up the room
This hoe all up in my inbox and she broke, am I a fool?
I be hanging with some apes, call it chimps up in their zoo
Roll the dice that's a 7 pay the price
How you're dumb ass got tuition and you working at mc donald's
See I had a lot of problems good thing I know, how to solve them
Told my brother just don't worry got your back I got the mac
Back then it was a struggle, now it's a 1000 for your track
Nigga, my name is Reverend Father Uncle Rucker
In the name of white Jesus and all great white men who have come there after
I command thy black nigga soul back to the depths of hell
Is that all you got, nigga
Oh, nah, nigga, that's just the tip of this iceberg
And I was like, well, fuck y'all, y'all go head on, cause I don't need y'all anyway
