Hulk Hogan, known to keep the thang smokin'
Steady f*ckin' with a blonde, I think I'm Frank O- (Dj snitch bitch)
Bail, I can't deal with all these sudden motions
Mac high as sierra, your updates is frozen (nasty)
Crouching in the bushes like I'm jailposing
That .38 special team, I don't need coaching (damn)
You are not a man, bitch, you're a f*ckin' token
Giuliani, suck a dick, that's the f*ckin' slogan (you know)
Black market shawty, keep the thangs on me (ooh)
Blood on my money but ain't a stain on me (nah)
Ridge racer, no games for me (f*ck, nigga)
New money, new habits (yeah)
Make you disappear with no trace, that's tragic (nah)
Riding down calvert in a caddy with the ratchet
Pussy call the cops so much, the cops should give him badges
Hold up, let me hear that back?
Alright!
JPEGMAFIA - DJ Snitch Bitch Interlude Lyrics
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Hulk Hogan, known to keep the thang smokin'
Steady f*ckin' with a blonde, I think I'm Frank O- (Dj snitch bitch)
Bail, I can't deal with all these sudden motions
Mac high as sierra, your updates is frozen (nasty)
Crouching in the bushes like I'm jailposing
That .38 special team, I don't need coaching (damn)
You are not a man, bitch, you're a f*ckin' token
Giuliani, suck a dick, that's the f*ckin' slogan (you know)
Black market shawty, keep the thangs on me (ooh)
Blood on my money but ain't a stain on me (nah)
Ridge racer, no games for me (f*ck, nigga)
New money, new habits (yeah)
Make you disappear with no trace, that's tragic (nah)
Riding down calvert in a caddy with the ratchet
Pussy call the cops so much, the cops should give him badges
Hold up, let me hear that back?
Alright!
Steady f*ckin' with a blonde, I think I'm Frank O- (Dj snitch bitch)
Bail, I can't deal with all these sudden motions
Mac high as sierra, your updates is frozen (nasty)
Crouching in the bushes like I'm jailposing
That .38 special team, I don't need coaching (damn)
You are not a man, bitch, you're a f*ckin' token
Giuliani, suck a dick, that's the f*ckin' slogan (you know)
Black market shawty, keep the thangs on me (ooh)
Blood on my money but ain't a stain on me (nah)
Ridge racer, no games for me (f*ck, nigga)
New money, new habits (yeah)
Make you disappear with no trace, that's tragic (nah)
Riding down calvert in a caddy with the ratchet
Pussy call the cops so much, the cops should give him badges
Hold up, let me hear that back?
Alright!
Writer: Barrington Hendricks
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.