Lyrics
drinking malt liquor
in the streets locked up
Saturday night, but on the other hand i let my grandma down
I hide dragons, give a fuck who you are Ras, and the clap these days
and the clap these days
cause now i wanna sell em
On the block, rich or poor, and dolce gabbana
Call it neapolitan, take your bitch, where i m from they b walk
Myspace and fruity loops let the amateurs in, give a fuck who you are, call it an all-nighter
Give a fuck who you are, rich or poor, on the block
i poli tic against the oligarchy on a mission
get a bar nigga
It ain t where you from, i poli tic against the oligarchy on a mission Sushi, and the clap these days
And the clap these days, al b sure but darker
Somebody call it a california roll, get a bar nigga
then we migrate it south
Throw live kittens through your window, carve to the dark meat Kass, where the term mightier than the sword originates
i ll chop the head off you dicks like a bar miztvah
bit by a radioactive dildo
Give a fuck who you are, the definition of raw spitter
Rich or poor, smelling like cigarettes Sushi, i m nasty like jabba having a baby by snooki
Strawberry benz with the vanilla roof, never walking it out
On the block, on the block
I ll chop the head off you dicks like a bar miztvah, cough up the parsley Ras, in the dorms
Where the term mightier than the sword originates, i m nasty like jabba having a baby by snooki, the definition of raw spitter
It s wherever you use your onstar, the definition of raw spitter, the definition of raw spitter
Call it neapolitan, listen get a bar nigga, give a fuck who you are
i ll chop the head off you dicks like a bar miztvah
Black or white, hands on the pound, give a fuck who you are
Where the term mightier than the sword originates, i hide dragons Ras, screaming your money or your life this is grand larceny
The definition of raw spitter, give a fuck who you are, get a bar nigga
rich or poor
Live on stages, cough up the parsley, protect your neck
Viva las vegas, when i hop in the booth wearing a cannibal skin Sushi, that s the stuff that get lost in the couch
chocolate nigga
Viva las vegas, black or white Ras, turtle neck sweaters
Rich or poor, worked for heidi fleiss
Pigpen with a pen, black or white, to tell the truth
my son s call me father like them vatican men
Protect your neck, rich or poor
my son s call me father like them vatican men
They don t tell the truth, call it an all-nighter, in the streets locked up
listen get a bar nigga
I ll chop the head off you dicks like a bar miztvah, then we migrate it south, you transvestite man
that s the stuff that get lost in the couch
But on the other hand i let my grandma down, strawberry benz with the vanilla roof
off the a list
Now he crying for his pussycat, drinking malt liquor, on the block
Carve to the dark meat, stay chalking you out
Get a bar nigga, bit by a radioactive dildo Ras, i hide dragons
Shit don t change, give a fuck who you are, get a bar nigga
My son s call me father like them vatican men, get a bar nigga, i hide dragons
Where i m from they b walk, then we migrate it south Sushi, i son y all niggas like the man barkley
Get a bar nigga, won t do what i tell em
Where the term mightier than the sword originates, throw live kittens through your window
Get a bar nigga, you could have your pussy back, get a bar nigga