[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & MCA]
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
Since ya niggas from the ville they got to fuck me just to get 'em mane
Fuckin' with that 6 double 6 - it's gonna be a fright night
Paul let's make a nigga knockin', point that Glock at them bitches face
No pistol plays, that Koopsta Knicca gone on a motherfuckin' rampage
Clickin' with that 9 in hand, let's make this to another stang
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where's the Killa Man
Fly'zzi and them messengers let's take this on another ride
Juicy with that Tec-9, let's turn this to a homicide
666 not barrin' this shit, let's make this to a crucifix
Chopped up in a fuckin' ditch, we clickin' like Jeffrey Dahmer's bitch
Bitch in my yard is where your body be well exposed
The 6 double 6 mafia clique slangin' licks on you funky hoes
Ya scared, ya scared because I dwell with that evil dead
I bled them bodies, I left the blood runnin' in yo' bed
The Koopsta's a psycho nigga, you got tools, I got mine too
A Glock to ya body fool, now whatcha gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
Silked up like a dough boy, smellin' like Fahrenheit
What the fuck-what the fuck-what the fuck you gonna do?
[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]
Since ya niggas from the ville they got to fuck me just to get 'em mane
Fuckin' with that 6 double 6 - it's gonna be a fright night
Paul let's make a nigga knockin', point that Glock at them bitches face
No pistol plays, that Koopsta Knicca gone on a motherfuckin' rampage
Clickin' with that 9 in hand, let's make this to another stang
Scarecrow with that satanic bible, tell me where's the Killa Man
Fly'zzi and them messengers let's take this on another ride
Juicy with that Tec-9, let's turn this to a homicide
666 not barrin' this shit, let's make this to a crucifix
Chopped up in a fuckin' ditch, we clickin' like Jeffrey Dahmer's bitch
Bitch in my yard is where your body be well exposed
The 6 double 6 mafia clique slangin' licks on you funky hoes
Ya scared, ya scared because I dwell with that evil dead
I bled them bodies, I left the blood runnin' in yo' bed
The Koopsta's a psycho nigga, you got tools, I got mine too
A Glock to ya body fool, now whatcha gonna do?
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