Track details
Released in: 2006
Album: Her Eyes Have It [STRIKE 040]
Lyrics
Going out to the hardcore-
EEEEEEY!
Yo, we said come on
Shut the fuck up
Yo, yo, now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
'cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' niggas up in limos
It ain't nothin', for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Description; yellow male, tissue up in his nose
You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts
I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up
I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money, funny
A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
Doc and hot niks, bodies in the moshpit
Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented
On friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it
Ending up, on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness
Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it
Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it, pow
EEEEEEY!
Yo, we said come on
Come on!
EY!
Yo, yo, now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
'cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' niggas up in limos
It ain't nothin', for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Description; yellow male, tissue up in his nose
You bitches, swing the vine on the bathroom nuts
I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up
I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money, funny
A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
Doc and hot niks, bodies in the moshpit
Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented
On friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up, the bathroom like Craig Paul was in it
Ending up, on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness
Fuck how many thugs, players, and ballers in it
Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it, pow
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