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tony mike - lee grace كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yo brendon, she was gonna leave your -ss b-tch!

[verse 1]
i bring you the raw, make you cling to the wall/
and scream when i draw my f-ckin p-n-s from my drawls
taste the s-m-ns chalky salt, lick it clean from my b-lls/
swallow skeet, lick your teeth, don’t eat ’till it dissolves
i’m in need of a blonde, preferably with no arms/
amputee broads don’t swing when i knee em in the jaw
i’ll give you a reason to call, the police, call em all/
b-tch i got the b-lls to pull my heat on the law
and believe it or not, i got being mean from my mom/
the b-tch’s the ‘mark of the beast’, she’s the demons and all
but i’ma leave it alone and keep on singing my song/
to all these slore -ss hoes, my dingaling down they thongs
i’m not evil or wrong, i’m just uneducated/
i never learned to behave, i was self emanc-p-ted
ran away and waited to be elated making marks on this pavement/
of this cave, and what’s taking so long? i’m again day to day and
gosh dang it, deggumit, darn it, dagnabbit/
i’ma sonuvab-tch b-st-rd, wetback slash cracker/
the only patch of green gr-ss in a motherf-ckin pasture/
poor white trash, i’ma natural disaster
i’m a sp-cker, asian beaver wacker, wacky tobaccy packer/
clickity clack faster, bad-ss, br-ss knuckle smacker
wack rapper attacker, nabster file sn-tcher/
trash and plastered, i’ll drag a drag from a dragster
what!?

[bridge]
yeah, i’ma go out and f-cking marry lee grace dougherty. i don’t give a f-ck she’s in prison. thats my b-tch now. i’ma make her my b-tch, we gonna get married

[verse 2]
yeah…
all things ‘hakuna matta’ when i’m scr-w-ng ya daughta/
drew, i’ma do to your b-tch what i used to do to ya momma
-gasp-
absolut vodka, khalua, pina coloda/
we all beat her p-ssy up, like it’s a juicy pinata. (yeah!)
if you habla c-cka, i keep a glock on my c-ck/
ziplocs in my sock, hilltop is the block
take shots at the cops, dasher police know this/
the most ferocious, dopest, my flows the most potent
smoke hocus pocus to roaches, i’m unable to focus/
mix vodka with my sodas and tote a toaster without a holster
i’ma cowboy, madville, our dangalangs you suck/
reppin 3 fingers down over 2 fingers up
get drunk and play with guns, a grandma’s face i f-ck/
you taste a hair? i don’t care, i just shaved my nuts
these motherf-ckers run around like captain save-a-sl-t/
i just get these b-tches drunk and jump into their c-nt
i never been a sh-t talker, i’ll kick your grandpa’s walker/
got fired from big lots! for smacking a secret shopper
you eat tuna, shrimp, and lobster? you’ll eat b-tches from valdosta/
motherf-ck walka flocka, now a word from our sponsors…

-the synthesis tag-

[verse 3]
uh
shout out to the synthesis, i play these b-tches like an instrument/
if i said some sh-t, i meant the sh-t, got no time for this riddle sh-t
stick my d-ck against her lips, while i lick her cl-t a little bit/
i’d stick it in her -ss, but i dont know how much sh-t my d-ck would get
that’s right, i’m f-ckin raw, a b-tch that stuffs her bra/
no t-ts, but heyyy!! she licks my -ss and sucks my b-lls!
yeah i f-ck with y’all till my rubber busts, f-ck these sl-ts/
i’d beat em like percussion but my bat is in my cousin’s truck
huffin dust, huffin rush, mushrooms and a bunch of stuff/
while f-ckin sl-ts, with a bunch of b-mps on their c-nts, i’m drunk as f-ck!
hit a f-ckin sl-t with an uppercut, i bust these sl-ts/
got a p-ssy and some t-tties, you’re a wh-r- -ss c-nt
only good for f-ckin, rubbin, touchin, and suckin/
take away that and cookin, women are good for nothing. (haha!)
trust me, sometimes i think i’m better off dating a f-ckin hooker/
go on a blind date with a blind sk-nk, man she’s a looker!
every line i spit, i stand behind the sh-t/
if i say i’ma kill you, prepare to die, that’s it!
my ride or die chick, be riding my d-ck/
while we doing drive bys, man idolize this!
i’ma finalize this and begin rappin on my b-tch/
lee stripped for a bit, then sipped on my d-ck
i’m the one that set up the f-ckin bank that they robbed/
gave em a loaded ak and the getaway car
we was supposed to meet up, but her -ss got caught/
now i gotta mastermind breakin her f-ckin -ss out

- tony mike

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