Junk Yard
kick it back in the back yard. roll a blunt sip a 40 going hard. smoke enough to have a weed card hop in the whip we gonna go far cuz we going on an L ride happy mood with the low eyes always keep you blunts super sized when i kick it with me and my guys. the king of this shit the head master booze i never chase. i run faster then catch a girl with a cast master empty her guts faster than dutch master always coming thru with a clutch plan smoke a blunt call me flying dutch man find me in the lab shooting for the stars thus ain't no game with kids and toy cars bad mouthing me. leave you in scars soap in ya mouth. now you be spittin bars so fresh so clean you should already know ill be spitting bars till the whole crowd goes i wanna pack stadiums and perform shows gather some groupies i need some of those used to be loyal. all i want is groupie hoes bread in my pocket and expensive cloths came into the 508 with 20 plants from the 401 i had some heavy plans i told every body i was gonna be the man then ill cop any of these girls just cuz i can stay shining and stay lit like the sun got tried of my bitch coped another one chilled with another girl and gave her some Now grind green I'm gonna go pack the bong grab the bic light it up and hit it like a gong pull the throttle when i rip it i hit it mad long let it out cough a bit breazy outy im gone na I'm fucking with you still got another verse or two ill keep spitting till my face is blue like a Smurf kicking it with my crew now let not get it twisted i always puff then feel lifted and when i fuck a bitch she gonna feel gifted now shes a hand me down like she was just thrifted then go kill the beat with a murder track i slaughter remember im not afriad take out any dude then his daughter and every time i chili with a girl and whip out my pecker she says i gotta grab a ruler now its time to measure its a cold game. you shouldn't have brought her call me the sex ed teacher. I'm the one who taught her dead in side ill stay high on the reefer go and claim more bodies than the grim reaper playing these girls like a deck of cards love them hoes then i knock em down one by one like a row dominoes then i go and Michael felps the bitch just juranimo keep her hella wet always come home marked up go ahead and call me a war vet. cuz i always wake up with the taste of pussy in my mouth with a girl in my bed. and home girl still on the couch im the anorexic zap branigan snag a girl. we up to shenanigans and i didn't mean to offend her i just want to get drunk and bend her no time for the high school drama im ahead of the game futuramas then for fun count the 0 and ones then add it up and count the comams cuz all these girls be approaching me telling me that they some how know me all just a big circle like ring around the rosey pockets full of broads i call them poses when i feel down i got a girl on my shoulder feel like marshel life be tossing boulders cuz this girl quick to pop some Eminems she don't mind playing with my toy soldier
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kick it back in the back yard. roll a blunt sip a 40 going hard. smoke enough to have a weed card hop in the whip we gonna go far cuz we going on an L ride happy mood with the low eyes always keep you blunts super sized when i kick it with me and my guys. the king of this shit the head master booze i never chase. i run faster then catch a girl with a cast master empty her guts faster than dutch master always coming thru with a clutch plan smoke a blunt call me flying dutch man find me in the lab shooting for the stars thus ain't no game with kids and toy cars bad mouthing me. leave you in scars soap in ya mouth. now you be spittin bars so fresh so clean you should already know ill be spitting bars till the whole crowd goes i wanna pack stadiums and perform shows gather some groupies i need some of those used to be loyal. all i want is groupie hoes bread in my pocket and expensive cloths came into the 508 with 20 plants from the 401 i had some heavy plans i told every body i was gonna be the man then ill cop any of these girls just cuz i can stay shining and stay lit like the sun got tried of my bitch coped another one chilled with another girl and gave her some Now grind green I'm gonna go pack the bong grab the bic light it up and hit it like a gong pull the throttle when i rip it i hit it mad long let it out cough a bit breazy outy im gone na I'm fucking with you still got another verse or two ill keep spitting till my face is blue like a Smurf kicking it with my crew now let not get it twisted i always puff then feel lifted and when i fuck a bitch she gonna feel gifted now shes a hand me down like she was just thrifted then go kill the beat with a murder track i slaughter remember im not afriad take out any dude then his daughter and every time i chili with a girl and whip out my pecker she says i gotta grab a ruler now its time to measure its a cold game. you shouldn't have brought her call me the sex ed teacher. I'm the one who taught her dead in side ill stay high on the reefer go and claim more bodies than the grim reaper playing these girls like a deck of cards love them hoes then i knock em down one by one like a row dominoes then i go and Michael felps the bitch just juranimo keep her hella wet always come home marked up go ahead and call me a war vet. cuz i always wake up with the taste of pussy in my mouth with a girl in my bed. and home girl still on the couch im the anorexic zap branigan snag a girl. we up to shenanigans and i didn't mean to offend her i just want to get drunk and bend her no time for the high school drama im ahead of the game futuramas then for fun count the 0 and ones then add it up and count the comams cuz all these girls be approaching me telling me that they some how know me all just a big circle like ring around the rosey pockets full of broads i call them poses when i feel down i got a girl on my shoulder feel like marshel life be tossing boulders cuz this girl quick to pop some Eminems she don't mind playing with my toy soldier
Killed it! 🎯