| Dr. Kebopalous just flew in from Metropolis
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| Bumping 2Pacalypse and watching Metalocalypse
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| Told her we ain’t locking lips, but stop and give my cock a kiss
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| That’s my American Pie for my Moroccan bitch
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| I look her dead in her eyes like, «Who you rocking with?»
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| And took the fork in the road like, «Who you walking with?»
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| She said I made her so wet she built a dock in it
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| I told her, «Make like some Js and put a sock in it»
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| I’m Edward Scissorhands, cut-throat, swollen glands
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| Raiding through frozen lands, preying on hoes and tramps
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| Laying off
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| Let me hold a pack, cause tears all I’m holding back
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| Now we laugh, breaking blow down on golden plaques
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| This my craft, if you broke, nigga, get a cast
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| My life a movie, you ain’t know? |
| Nigga, get a cast
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| My wife a cutie, but she know we ain’t finna last
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| Bride of Frankenstein, be my bride of Frankenstein
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| Got her body taken care of, now to find her mind
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| Bride of Frankenstein, be my bride of Frankenstein
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| Take my hand in marriage, while I take her life
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| Bride of Frankenstein, be my bride of Frankenstein
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| I’m yelling, «She's alive» She’s yelling, «He's a lie»
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| Bride of Frankenstein, be my bride of Frankenstein
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| Drop to her knees and cry, yelling, «Jesus, why?»
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| I’m not your main nigga, you should call him
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| I just came to stretch it out like Dhalsim
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| Make her buy me Levi’s? |
| All slim
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| If you could look in these eyes, it’d be all grim
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| I’m turned up like them bike hats with small brims
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| That ain’t brawling, who you stalling with them small limbs?
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| Press that steel against that nigga like some small Timbs
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| How to worship the flow? |
| They call my songs hymns
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| Like I’m playing Power Stone, I drop all gems
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| I’m on your top 10… Drop them, it’s all him
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| I’m with a darling and she nodding on my ball skin
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| Be gentle, darling, cause that’s what I keep my balls in
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| Pandora’s box, that’s just what she keeps her flaws in
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| I’m smoking top shelf like what I keep my drawers in
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| Gave my chick a powder pack to dip her snozz in
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| Met up South by Southwest in Austin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bride of Frankenstein , by - Nacho Picasso. Song from the album Trances with Wolves (The Prixtape), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп