Lyrics That Guy - Denace

That Guy

What up?
I said what up?
I said what the fuck is up?!
You fucking with me, ha, no you’re not cause bitch I’m here
And I ain’t going anywhere huh, am I making you mad?!
Fuck bitches, I’m inches away from
Ripping their faces off and feed em' to their dang dog
Start the chainsaw, dammit, the chains off
You get hung up like a fucking prank call
I’m strange y’all, I’m not good in the head
I need a doctor, a hot nurse instead
That’d be great, A cup, no
I wanna D cup up, yes, thank you, go
Last few weeks something happened to me
These weird voices in my head started rapping to me
Gave me an idea it’s like right here the light bulb lit up
I start lacing my shoes so I can get up
And sit everyone down tie them to the heater
Show em' I’m not fuckin around and I need to
Show them rap is rap not a fuckin fajita
So please kill yourself now you little cunt diva
I don’t wanna be the bad guy
But people make me mad when they pass by
Think bad of me and I ask why
They don’t have an answer cause I’m that guy
I’m kind of confused so I’m popping a poose
When I hop in the booth to dropping a few
I’m hotter than a Glock that just popped in a school
Shit I’m thugging like I’m Pac, your pepular pew
I’m setting the fuse, I’m ticking like teching a second when I’m wrecking these
fools
Breaking records and who’s next to step in my shoes
I’ll break your chest into two, I’ll break your tech into three
Just check and see how I deaded emcees
Suck my ding dong with a pink thong on
Bitches be like I don’t like Denace he likes ex
With a fight fetish who like to bite his nipples
While he chokes em' with a tight grip and german bitches be like fried fish
Is that what you smell like, fried fish?
It’s okay you got nice tits, come here suck a nice dick
Blew up a nice thick and stick it up your right clit, this is your nightshift,
act like you like it
I don’t wanna be the bad guy
But people make me mad when they pass by
Think bad of me and I ask why
They don’t have an answer cause I’m that guy