[Intro: Twisted insane]
Fuck that bitch
Gimme a bottle and a porno, nigga
Ha, ha, ha...
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Jump up in the pussy like a pogo
Stickin', makin' bitches wanna fuck me when I greet ’em
Come into my room and you will step into your doom
If it’s a baby in your womb, I think it’s prolly ’bout to beat ’em
Bring your baby daddy through, I really wanna meet him
Take him in a room and tell him how I had your feet up
Tell him holy-moly how a nigga had my poll-y
Stirrin’ in your guacamole, she’s a fine seniorita
Playin' with the pussy while she’s suckin' on my Peter
Lay down on your back, I’m ’bout to eat a enchilada
I don’t like to talk, but I really want to walk
You be fuckin' with Ewoks, my dick is bigger than Chubacca
Man down, man down, someone caught a body
Walked up in that bitch and hit a nigga with the shotty
Daniel San-in' motherfuckers like I know karate
Doin' shit that make you think I was trained by Mr. Miyagi
?On the? club but I be hella picky on my weed
Comin’ around with a bomb, better run, that Reggie Bush indeed
Push up on you niggas like a bear and I attack ’em
Blocka-blocka with the Mac and put you bitches on the street
I'm comin' in your window when your family go to sleep
You think I'm bluffin'? Go ahead, believe it's only talk
I may now put the trigger down and punch you in your liver then I body slam a nigga like the animal in Hulk
You won't win a - war against a nigga that's demonic and I'm on it well ain't that about a bitch
Niggas think it's music and they get off of the fluid thinkin' I won't do it till they momma found up in a ditch
Trigger finger really startin' to feel a fuckin' itch
Any minute you gon' find out you was dealin' with a psycho
Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap
Till I take 'em in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael
Joe Jackson
Fuck that bitch
Gimme a bottle and a porno, nigga
Ha, ha, ha...
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Jump up in the pussy like a pogo
Stickin', makin' bitches wanna fuck me when I greet ’em
Come into my room and you will step into your doom
If it’s a baby in your womb, I think it’s prolly ’bout to beat ’em
Bring your baby daddy through, I really wanna meet him
Take him in a room and tell him how I had your feet up
Tell him holy-moly how a nigga had my poll-y
Stirrin’ in your guacamole, she’s a fine seniorita
Playin' with the pussy while she’s suckin' on my Peter
Lay down on your back, I’m ’bout to eat a enchilada
I don’t like to talk, but I really want to walk
You be fuckin' with Ewoks, my dick is bigger than Chubacca
Man down, man down, someone caught a body
Walked up in that bitch and hit a nigga with the shotty
Daniel San-in' motherfuckers like I know karate
Doin' shit that make you think I was trained by Mr. Miyagi
?On the? club but I be hella picky on my weed
Comin’ around with a bomb, better run, that Reggie Bush indeed
Push up on you niggas like a bear and I attack ’em
Blocka-blocka with the Mac and put you bitches on the street
I'm comin' in your window when your family go to sleep
You think I'm bluffin'? Go ahead, believe it's only talk
I may now put the trigger down and punch you in your liver then I body slam a nigga like the animal in Hulk
You won't win a - war against a nigga that's demonic and I'm on it well ain't that about a bitch
Niggas think it's music and they get off of the fluid thinkin' I won't do it till they momma found up in a ditch
Trigger finger really startin' to feel a fuckin' itch
Any minute you gon' find out you was dealin' with a psycho
Niggas always get to wishin' wolfin' with the yap
Till I take 'em in the back and beat a nigga like he Michael
Joe Jackson
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