| Yeah
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| Yo
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| Got a heart cold as gazpacho, pink furs like Lots-O'
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| Hug and kiss with a dick long as the hot dog at Costco
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| Brawlin like Nacho Picasso, but I don’t box, though
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| Just tote the Rosco to turn beef into Sloppy Joe’s
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| Nah I’m lyin, I don’t shoot niggas but think that line was cold
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| Drunk rockin gorillas so driver slow down this windin road
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| Live live, die by the motto that’s the survival code
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| All who don’t abide by it swallowed whole in this lifeless hole
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| Project Dynamo, Simon Phoenix out the cryo zone
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| Be like «yo you got it bro» then hit niggas with body blows
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| Sneak niggas, watching Twin Peaks, with Mystique nigga
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| She ask me who to shape shift to, I told her do SZA
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| Grew up as a geek, I was banned from the bad bitches
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| Fire burned so pure in my heart, bro I just had to hit em
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| «X fell off» then tell me why none of y’all still ain’t fuckin with em
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| Black balled him before, this time y’all gon' have to kill em
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| Bow wow, bitch, I’m on some dog shit
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| Strapped up, hit 3 times, the 4th I’ll skinny dip
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| Hit my bitch raw, that’s my HIV test
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| If she ain’t got it, I ain’t got it, I won’t hit nothing less (I guess)
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| Cancel Mike, bitch you got to cancel Elvis too
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| R. Kelly can rot in hell, but his music is too good to mute
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| Oops
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| Telling me no more ‘Ignition' while I’m dancing
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| But then I’m 'posed to stand for the fucking national anthem?
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| Suck a dick and get a clue, cause reparations are due
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| A bunch of knuckle-draggin coons rockin' a Gucci fabric noose
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| Fuck Prada, Burberry, fuck Louis Vuitton too
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| They ain’t do nothing racist but that’s just in case they do
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| Shackles all inside of my mind, I had to break em off
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| Cowardice can only survive if you don’t shake it off
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| Best rapper in New York
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| Y’all should just admit you need me
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| Got a problem, don’t tweet me nigga
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| See me when you see me, motherfucker
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafucka
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| You ain’t met a mothafucka that can kill a mothafucka like that crazy
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| motherfucka named Mr. Muthafuckin'…
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| EXquire!
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| Tecs fire
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| German lager
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| Ayahuasca
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| Jushin Thunder Liger
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| Ashwagandha
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| In Wakanda, with Lupita
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| Tiger bomb
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| Call me Sire Sayonara Saki bomb
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| Sloppy seconds, It’s still wet
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| So I’ma try an Adderall
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| Super Saiyan dick long as Shenron
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| Bitch, I shoulda been on
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| Bitch you shoulda been gone
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| Proton Cannons, Guns long as Big Show
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| Fat white bitch, let me suck her tits in Kinfolk, nigga! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song FCK Boy! , by - Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire. Song from the album Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп