[ Featuring Bobby Warrior ]
It's that nigga that threw the hook out Replaced with gold in his mouth
But I'm not no Goldilocks I scope the crib and break the locks
Looky looky here white folks stricken with fear
Ladi Dodi look who brought the bodies to the party
Dick inside her spleen I'm getting naughty
Corpse are in the Acura keep it down
Neighbors might get mad at us if the lights come on
It's your dad I bust
Throw him into the fridge with the rest of his kids
Colt's yelling for me to let him in
We Got em frozen got em hurting in the colon
Got the poison time to drink up
It's the top of the mountain link up
Don't Drink the punch I'm a Asshole
I'm not going to no brunch
Not tryna meet your parents
Oh wait I am Trying to meet Mrs. Pamela
Talking Wife And Kids Damon Wayne
Feel like Damien Wayne I'm the Son of The Bat Boy
Grandson of The Demon, I'm a Heathen grab my Bankai
Eyepatch like Ken Pachi dropped another body
Oh wait it's these rapper's I cant wait to pack em up
Round Em up and add it up get the calculator
I been thinking, why they wanna f*ck with me?
I been thinking, why they wanna f*ck with me?
Me And Fishy about to to clear the streets
I been thinking, why they wanna f*ck with me?
Niggas worried about numbers?
Well here I got a couple nines, running out of ammo?
Well here you can borrow mine
We the Manson's but better
Sending anthrax through your letter
Knock knock Open Up it's the niggas acting up
Keep the flacka if ya acting tough
Giving cash up without a rush on my way to jack a bus
Hope the city don't get mad us if they do
Tell em suck my dick, hold my balls
And swell the tip, Dance around the rim
Want some gooch tickle with ya chin
It's Naughty Boys treating beats
Just Like Potty toys
Used to be The Hardy Boys
But we going harder boy
It's getting Nasty in this bitch
They masturbate to me
I would do the same
I cant believe it's me
This shit was in my head now its right up on the beat
I'm a live forever spirit or a creature, I feel like I could be either one
Beat like a hammer I'm ringing in your head I make your head hurt
Guess I got my mojo back laughing like at Fat Bastard
Pinkies up breaking champagne bottles gitchie gitchie ya ya
Got the hoes like ya ya I thinking that I'm Gaga
Paparazzi on me staring at the monster
We Play like the Monstars, Crystal ball
Your Shordie read me tarot cards
We at The Ren fest with the Witches
Girl
Go grab my sword Girl
Yeah
Fish and Chips Mother F*cker
Lord
