Mama Mia

歌詞

What's good brother? Beat around the bush, I'ma come around with a bush cutter and look for you These niggas talkin' too much shit I'm about to find a good plumber Lot a niggas is some foot soldiers, I'm a foot fungus You dead brother I ain't a killer but don't push me, like a red button I'm gon' headbutt you like "Bang, bang, bang, bang" Till your heart stop drummin' I shoot you while the sun don't shine, it's a hot summer But fall dawg, and I go all off with this sawed-off This bitch sound like hard cough I'm a wizzard with the muhfucka like I went to Hogwartz Cut the hog head and the tail off I'm the nigga bitches put their spell on And once it wear off Then bitch don't touch me like a airball Say it's slime, I done eight slam Money tall like 8'9" But I'm still starvin' like a skinny model in that lace line That plate mine Hooded up like Trayvon, no FaceTime I don't FaceTime, with my new thang New thang clan, like Raekwon, I'm stupid nigga Dumb, dead, brazy, cray-cray, blind But I still see in the dark nigga Dark nigga Akon, I'm on my shit like maggots And they then they grow and they fly Got real bitches with fake asses With real views and fake eyes It's stupid, I'm stupid I'm out of my coofin, narcotic abuser No needles, 'cause my pockets balloonin' Your partnas is poodles Your bears is cubs, your crocodile's toothless Titty-fuck your baby mama She breastfeed your child while I do it I'm stupid Your crocodile's toothless Tittyfuck your baby mama She breastfeed your child while I do it I looped it (Mama Mia) I'm out of my Tunechi, I'm mindin' my Tunechi I'm shinin' my Uzi They find 'em, I lose 'em, I'm hidin' out Hopin' I don't smell like all these fuckin' vaginas I'm douchin' Droppin' these jewels, it's precious like I'm droppin' my jewelry I'm out of my Gucci, you not on my Gucci, that's not an exclusive Designers, excuse me Massagers masseuse me, oops I mean masseuses massage me I'm gruesome, I'm grimey Turn you and lil' mami To tuna salami You pukin', she vomit That's beautiful science That's two in a Mazi' That's two in a hunzi You stupid, I'm drowsy I pewin' in the Gati Pew, pew and I got 'em Pew, pew and I got 'em Lil' Tunechi a shotta Come through with my shottas Get you and your dollas Turn a nigga noodle to nada Find it amusin', it's like it's a movie This life is a movie You died in the movie I write and produce it I cried as I view it I'm lyin', I'm goofin', I'm tyin' my nooses Lightin' my fluids, ignitin' influence, wait Retire like Ewings I'm high like I flew My wife lookin' Jewish, wait My money look Arabic Big blunt lookin' Cuban My eyes look Korean The coke look Peruvian, wait She European and she from Aruba, she from the States Ass overseas, pussy foreign, foo, we over eight We throw them B's up high as the moon, soon it's space I come from Mars, but I act like I'm from the Planet of the Apes Mansion with a gate, with some nice landscapes That Atlantic across the way Don't ask me what I make I'ma be answerin' all day Got a hammock, I'ma lay with a naked bitch with just a bandana on her face And I just psstt, took off, errr- and landed on her face I cannonballed her face Fuck her to some Diana Rossin' fake Damn, I lost the faith, don't judge me, I took the stand and fought the case You can't avoid the Drac', drip, bands, I'm feelin' Shannon Sharpe today Big rocks in my mouth, can't remember how many asteroids I ate Your pastor called today, I told him that your casket on the way Now pass the phone to bae I'm bringin' a pole, you dancin' on his grave He faker than the lashes on his babe I'm like lashes on a slave I'm ashin' on his head He ain't got no credit and his Apple card is dead What's in your wallet? (Mama Mia) Funeral