
XMAS BALLA City Morgue
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[Intro: ZillaKami]
Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger
Okay
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I rock, roll, then cock, blow (Okay)
Off my socks, hoes, I get them bitches wet (What's up?)
Bitch, I rock, roll, then cock, blow (Okay)
Off my socks, hoes, I get them bitches wet (Haha)
[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
The rat killer, bitch, I'm Shredder and you Master Splinter (Okay)
Let you enter, get the choppa, turn your lungs to dinner (What's up?)
Off the ketamine, hah, off the cocaína
I'm the Boogeyman, hah, I'ma kill your team, hah
Smell like shit, bitch, here's a gift for Christmas (Okay)
Twelve-inch incisions, ready for a face-lift (What's up?)
Black boots like I was a fuckin' racist (Huh?)
Stompin' heads, Doc Martens, red laces (Haha)
[Pre-Chorus: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I rock, roll, your bitch cock blow off my socks
Life is Dark Souls, I'm the Nameless King and you're not (Hey)
On a Harley, I'ma hold the clutch and let it pop (What's up?)
Shotgun short-nosed, let out two shots into your block
Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger
Okay
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I rock, roll, then cock, blow (Okay)
Off my socks, hoes, I get them bitches wet (What's up?)
Bitch, I rock, roll, then cock, blow (Okay)
Off my socks, hoes, I get them bitches wet (Haha)
[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
The rat killer, bitch, I'm Shredder and you Master Splinter (Okay)
Let you enter, get the choppa, turn your lungs to dinner (What's up?)
Off the ketamine, hah, off the cocaína
I'm the Boogeyman, hah, I'ma kill your team, hah
Smell like shit, bitch, here's a gift for Christmas (Okay)
Twelve-inch incisions, ready for a face-lift (What's up?)
Black boots like I was a fuckin' racist (Huh?)
Stompin' heads, Doc Martens, red laces (Haha)
[Pre-Chorus: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I rock, roll, your bitch cock blow off my socks
Life is Dark Souls, I'm the Nameless King and you're not (Hey)
On a Harley, I'ma hold the clutch and let it pop (What's up?)
Shotgun short-nosed, let out two shots into your block
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