- LOONEYTUNESFREESTYLE 歌詞 Tokyos Revenge
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- Tokyos Revenge
- All of you n*ggas, you pus*y, get swiped up
These n*ggas think that they hard cause they hyped up
Til I pull up with that knife, they get knifed up
Gucci belt buckle, them green and red vipers
Ooh, whats the move?
I be like slatt, we gon find you like Scooby-Doo
We put a hole in your body, size hula hoop
Catch me a body, 'thats all!' just like Looney Tunes
Haha, you trippin
All this drip on my body, I might slip in
My n*ggas got cutters on board like a kitchen
Scope on the d*ck so that b*tch see ahead like a vision
Black and white diamonds mismatched like a domino
Had to bring the uzi stead of the AR its portable
Rumor has it, yous a bunch of clowns just like the carnival
She gon see the meat and eat it up just like a carnivore
Damn, skrt, skrt, ayy
When I f*ck it sound like murder, ayy
I feed her d*ck just like Gerbers, ayy
Big mac on me like the burger, ayy
Uh, damn
I f*ck the b*tch and I hop in the lamb
She gon suck on my d*ck while I finger her friend
I dont f*ck with nobody, we not shaking hands
Ughh, wait
See, these n*ggas is losing, Im thinking they knowing
Writing these verses, I feel like a poet
I see hidden lines, take a second, decode it
Pull up on a n*gga like some pampers
Do it by myself, kill these n* ggas, Colonel Sanders
Ima go and hit it from the back in my jammers
Dont work construction but I keep a hammer, huh
Yall know that I keep a hammer
That b*tch want f *ck on me, Igo bananas
I got the juice just like a Kool-Aid Jammer
Black and white designer look like a panda, uh
I could cut a n*gga with no blade, uh
Shoot a n*gga dead, wait, broad day, uh
And she wanna pull up on a n*gga, Ima hit it from the back
Then I pass like okay, uh
Okay, mm
Mm, f* ck you mean, mm
B*tch your breath stank, need some Listerine, uh
Walking out the bank, pistol whistling, uh
Had to hit a stain, call me Mr. Clean
. 40 my face, Ima pull up and bust
I do not f*ck with that hoe, she a slut
Please get the f*ck off my line, all these n*ggas they lame
And they knew all that sh*t from the start, uh, damn
All of you n*ggas, you pus*y, get swiped up
These n*ggas think that they hard cause they hyped up
Til I pull up with that knife, they get knifed up
Gucci belt buckle, them green and red vipers
Ooh, whats the move?
I be like slatt, we gon find you like Scooby-Doo
We put a hole in your body, size hula hoop
Catch me a body, 'thats all!' just like Looney Tunes
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