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You can sound the
You can call out your
You can in your yard
You can pull all the
But I back down
Oh no I back down
Oh no

Cadillacs, Coupe
dead rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl Im too for
your tooth and nails
Try to it, try to deny it
Stupid you feel
What I do, I do it
Shooting the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill
Half a breath on my death bed
F that yeah super ill
Baby the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a meal
a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I the bill
Listen tool dont make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the drill
How you bags feel knowing youre disposable?
Summers eve
Shadys got the mass baby crank the shit
Cause its your jam
You say you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well Im that man
These other cats aint metaphorically Im at man
I gave Bruce a Valium and said
ya fuckin ass down Im ready for combat man
Get it batman?
Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as
Lines are like cat scans
Cause they dope, bananas
Hunny I applaude ass
Swear to God man mobs cant dance
Ma show em how its
Spazz a God Damn Tas, yeah

You can sound the
You can call out guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards
But I back down
Oh no I back down
Oh no

Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey Parkinsons
Make like J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that never guess whos knocking at your door
People hit the
Yeah tonight you gon get divorced
forget remorse, Ima hit you broads with
Chriss paws like you him off
Talented the tongue muthafucker
You gotta lick in yours
licks like Im robbin liquor stores
Makin cash registers shit their
you spit the raw
Im an uncut slab of

Laying on your kitchen
Otherwords Im off the meat
the beat back
Bring me two chords
measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
Fuck my dicks big
Need I remind you that I dont need the fucking swine flu to be a pig
addicted Im dope
Im the longest needle here
a fix up Im the big shot
Get it dicks
Your just boats little pricks
Girl you that other pricks hot
Ill gasoline and eat a lit match
Fore I sit and let em get hot
call the cops on em quick fast
Shadys right back on your ass
White with a half of six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched to the back (dispatch)

You can the alarm
You can out your guards
You can fence in your
You can all the cards
But I back down
Oh no I wont back
Oh no

am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a chirp, Lil Wayne slurps syrup til he burps
And smokes purp does a wordsearch gets circles wrapped him like
You do when I come through, Id like you to remind
Of the fuck I can do when Im on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a to
Psych Im spiking you like a
this way since Ive stood a foot tall
Youre a good with a shitty spouse
Got a pretty mouth and a jaw
Gimme brain
Watch the wood grain, dont want no cum
Bitch you tryna turn me down
Slut m talking to you, turn me up
Are you insane tryna talk me in the car
Shut the fuck up my shits playin
Ima shit stain on the of life
Whats they saying? wheres thunder theres
And they say that it strikes twice in the same place
Then how the have I been hit six times
In three different
On separate occasions?
And you can bet your ass
That Ive come to smash everything in my
Fork was in the took the psychopath
Poison ivy have me thinking rash
So hit the floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
your booty shawty Im the shit
Why you think used to call me Doody

You can the alarm
You can call out your
You can fence in your
You can pull all the
But I wont back
Oh no I wont back
Oh no