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sb iv short - 49 lyrics
[intro:]
yo yo yo yo… yo yo
i’m recording this sh-t myself so like…
you probably like..
heard the closet door slam behind me..
if you didn’t f-ck it… uhhh
sb for short..
ghetto sk-m maniac… ummm.. look
[verse 1: sb iv short]
you out of luck donald duck
got you in a camel clutch
iron sheik, rhyming geek, flying off the angel dust
[chuckles]
in the hood it was smackdown on friday
el chapo homes, throw the bodies off the highway
off wit’ her head if that b-tch don’t do it my way
riding to new mexico to see some old compadres
in a taco patty wagon with the f-nny draggin’
the hydraulics tubes blowin’ like an asian dragon
i’m jake long as an african american
vicodins & medicines, stuffed inside the letterman
they found the bodies but they couldn’t spot the evidence
you can say that sb smooth
the pro of the rules
i move like the president and don’t leave clues
never leaving sh-t for you meddling kids
smokin’ ’til i feel my f-cking chest in my ribs
now the b-tches tanning wanna f-ck with the squid
the sour diesel rocket power on the skateboard
beep beep, boom boom
blow up like a claymore
spanish n-ggas who squeal get k!lled with the a r
throw em’ in the woods, nature boy
ric flair
now i’m ’bout to go and run for the mayor
ghetto sk-m republican
jose` that’s my cousin ‘nem
my n-gga gnarley on the harley with the oven mitts
heaters just to turn flapjacks into ‘dem b-ttermilks
stupid, thought i was cupid cause i’m sippin’ pink
katt swift as sl!ckback, rocking gators and tailored minks
use ya’ brain b-tch as if you’re getting paid to think
throw em’ in the river
better slither, swim, or f-cking sink
snakes wanna play in the gr-ss
until i spark a waka flocka flame in their -ss
f-ck you freedom writers, i ain’t saving the cl-ss
that’s just a field trip and i’d be wasting the gas
49 holes i’d dig em’ up fast
like shia labeouf, i groove and i puff
you dudes stuck on the blunt like a dude on a b-tt
that’s okay i p-ss them roaches
them b-tches like machines to my team and we had them tokens
and we all win
she gave the kid a grin
decapitate her head never see her -ss again….
[hook:]
yo… 49 bodies on the highway… uhhhhhh
49 heads
49 bodies on the highway
rims still rollin’
blunts blowin’
49 bodies…. 49 bodies on the highway… uhhhhh
decapitate them heads
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