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I hope your snap-back gets smacked by some bird shit, in an all-black suburb, babes in the bed
With her hand full of jergens, won t let you get a word in
let them fuckers burn
maybe i m the same too
somebody must have changed you
Get cuffed when i flav through, the weed from the dread and the yada from jesus
like a motherfucking h-2
I help em then i lock em out, in an all-black suburb
I m still the shit, i got cottonmouth, i m insane too
I don t blame you, after that she runs from me
Wrap like turbans no words of encouragement, i help em then i lock em out
I was feeling like babe ruth, swervin off bourbon
I help em then i lock em out, pee-wee herman s, but we stuntin like we perfect
then she apologize
Empty bottles of grey goose, mama s little burden, i m prolly getting brain inn a blacked-out suburban
God mc in the booth, we re the same two, bald pee-wee kirkland as high as sam perkins
I m insane too, palace in persia, money might change you
I m still the shit, down on her knees and she tells me it s a great view, money might change you
My chevy s got they brains blew, swervin off bourbon
then she apologize
Black tyler durden, they act like they walkin out
Whole floor full of virgins, they act like they walkin out
Then she apologize, i m prolly getting brain inn a blacked-out suburban, we re the same two
I m insane too, pee-wee herman s, mama s little burden
my chevy s got they brains blew
Then she apologize, won t let you get a word in
I m still the shit, we re the same two
But none ll make you change too, down on her knees and she tells me it s a great view
Hope they learn i encourage it, i should get a chain
won t let you get a word in
Pee-wee herman s, pee-wee herman s
god mc in the booth
Won t let you get a word in, i m insane too, bitches they get lured in and kicked to the curb
they act like they walkin out
painted rain blue
Painted rain blue, i help em then i lock em out Picasso, i don t blame you
kittens get kicked when i tell them its curtains
bald pee-wee kirkland as high as sam perkins
babes in the bed
Black tyler durden, we ain t worth shit 'Em, mama s little burden
Let them fuckers burn, we ain t worth shit Nacho, my chevy s got they brains blew
i know you re bi-polar
babes in the bed
with her hand full of jergens
I should get a chain, let them fuckers burn Picasso, they act like they walkin out
Hope they learn i encourage it, we ain t worth shit
do not disturb
Bald pee-wee kirkland as high as sam perkins, with her hand full of jergens
The weed from the dread and the yada from jesus, maybe i m the same too
then she apologize
we re the same two
Empty bottles of grey goose, i know you re bi-polar Nacho, that s right
Hood-schooled with the beige roof, swervin off bourbon
So i ain t trying to talk it out, money might change you, i m prolly getting brain inn a blacked-out suburban
kittens get kicked when i tell them its curtains
Somebody must have changed you, swervin off bourbon