Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Locals Only!, artist - ANoyd. Album song Connecticut Casual, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dirty Version
Song language: English
Locals Only! |
I heard that your mom is an nympho, a stupid blonde bimbo |
Who sucked of all your friends in the prom limo |
Fuck a new Bugatti, I want a bitch who do pilates with a super human body down |
to do bukake |
Foul mouth make bitches go down south |
And you don’t gotta live in an igloo to get round housed |
With I rap it ain’t fiction it’s only fact when it’s written |
So just imagine me bragging it might be something like jacking a jet liner to |
China the baddest Momma is a stewardess started to suck a cock in the cockpit |
Her vagina getting my sperm, the 9−11 inch size alone is like a saber tooth |
tigers major incisors |
No survivors inside us because no opponent defy us the flyest rappers on bias |
It’s like the heaven supply us If it ain’t written by us then don’t buy it |
You can shut up and listen and be quite |
Me and ANoyd is like the hulk on 'roids |
Album’s fresher than Altoids we feeling like cowboys |
We poison inside opponents blood stream destroy his brain cells brain dead then |
we searching for your voice |
And this static and white noise will ghost haunt the shows |
I’ve ghost written hundreds of flows for dead foes |
So face it your so basic you say your wild on tour but nobody ever set off your |
house arrest bracelet |
Stop trying to ride my wave |
I set sail and be gone for days |
I’m global your local homie I thought I told you |
And what do you take me for a little local pushover? |
Stop trying to come up quick |
I’m on a yacht with a stuck up bitch |
I’m global your local homie I thought I told you |
And what do you take me for a little local pushover? |
King ANoyd, live in the flesh |
And as far as chosens I think I ran to Percepelous |
My mind is a cathedral named effortless |
Don’t buy bull only if it’s the testament |
Then leave your eyes black on both sides Most Definately |
Anoyd’s parallel bars doing a buck .03 |
Add 3 I bet you a nominee I love seating whack MCs |
Rest your pen game? |
I never let my arm rest |
I uphold tree in my left hand while my right arm making you feel my wraith |
While I toss you in mediteranean sea, the two shot capri |
Son nerve Guard your teeth |
I root canal you my Valium comes on tower of babel |
Cowards cowards when they around you |