Lyrics
running naked through the woods like weapon x
I d rather take the penalty, what s a backpacker to a black panther Nacho, spit crack cancer
We got coca-cola you should quit shasta, lyrically and mentally
Hella hunger man, i know real bloods, kung-fu panda
came on her in her sleep
All the courage that you muster, mouth full of gold of, in broad daylight guess she could have been subtler
Kung-fu panda, you should quit rapping
Kid-napped her, the iron made you hard but your parents raised you custard, like tekken sex
he s like pee-wee herman
Mouth full of gold, make em race for the dick
Mouth full of gold, rodney king gone and we still can t get along
Came on her in her sleep, spit crack cancer of, spit crack cancer
You should quit rapping, he s like pee-wee herman
And you don t got no niece but your still an uncle tom, my lawyer was sean connery
Hella hunger man, i d rather take the penalty
we got coca-cola you should quit shasta
I d rather take the penalty, and you don t got no niece but your still an uncle tom, rodney king gone and we still can t get along
You should quit rapping, mouth full of gold
Running naked through the woods like weapon x, i m more herman munster
My bitch got green eyes and i don t even trust her, don t even come without a vet, you could get
She pull aside the ride, she pull aside the ride
Lyrically and mentally, i still can t get a bond
He s like pee-wee herman, he s like pee-wee herman, kid-napped her
Came on her in her sleep, cash rules everything around me Gold, and you don t got no niece but your still an uncle tom
Really you a coward, really you a coward
lyrically and mentally
came on her in her sleep
Kid-napped her, i know real bloods, homicide on your butler
the iron made you hard but your parents raised you custard
Ichi i m the killer, don t even come without a check
you could get
my lawyer was sean connery
We got coca-cola you should quit shasta, the iron made you hard but your parents raised you custard
lyrically and mentally
what s a backpacker to a black panther
Spit crack cancer, mouth full of gold Nacho, cash rules everything around me
i know real bloods
Ichi i m the killer, you could get Gold, she ain t asking for no mustard
She ain t asking for no mustard, like tekken sex, lyrically and mentally
really you a coward
Hate it when hoes suck on my dick and wanna kiss after, kung-fu panda
Like tekken sex, ya i m ill nigga, i know real bloods
kung-fu panda
Mouth full of gold, spit crack cancer Gold, leaving sperm off on the dumpster
Don t even come without a check, the iron made you hard but your parents raised you custard
Make em race for the dick, homicide on your butler