| Turn me on, your chubby daughter, listenin' to Muddy Waters
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| Say she get it from her mother, she don’t listen to her father
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| And she blow me so good, bet another nigga taught her
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| Damn she got that ill na-na even though she had a toddler
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| Pull that Magnum to the side, that pussy felt like hot lava
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| Said she needed diaper money, a.k.a. shoes Prada
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| So I busted on her titties, now that bitch ain’t gettin' nada
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| Bitch I ain’t that baby’s father, you be fuckin' like koalas
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| Two dicks at a time, bet you ain’t gon' rat about it
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| Erection, I know your father, Lion King, I’m fuckin' Nala
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| I’m the king, Jerry Lawler, six-deuce Im-fuckin'-pala
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| Papa Shango fought Kamala, Johnny Quid, RocknRolla
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| Chewy bars, not granola, Pepsi twist, Coca-Cola
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| Lola Lola told me slow up, told me hold up 'til we grown ups
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| Now we’re grown ups, she tell me grow up, now shit holds up that she chose up
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| Bitch I’m Nacho P, you should know who I am
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| B, fuck an amputee, 'fore I ever hold her hand
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| Life is just a beach, take a roll in the sand
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| Keep my hand on the heat, and my nose in the gram
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| Used to that belonged in the ground
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| 48 Laws, not the law of the land
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| Guess a nigga’s double strapped when the bra’s in his hand
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| If he disrespect your broad, then just pardon my man
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| We just keep it louder than Lambchop
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| Play along, play along, sing along, say you don’t get whaled on
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| Sail on, don’t be a Moby Dick
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| If we empty all these clips, that is all Porky Pig
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| I was just a dorky kid, 'til my cousin caught a bid
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| Knew where he kept his shit, gotta have my cousin dip
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| First strap I ever seen from my big homie Jay
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| If I had one wish I would get him out today
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| He was from the Chopper City, taught me how to use a K
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| If they come by where I stay, I’ma put 'em on display
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| Choking on my own vomit
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| Watching Wallace and Gromit
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| Nike’s Halley’s comet
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| My studio is haunted
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| My music ear’s a shaman
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| Shrunken heads to the lawman
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| Took Klonopin, took down all of em
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| Look at all of em, callin' 'em
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| Fuck em
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| I’m twice as strong,
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| What the fuck is wrong with them
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| I right my wrongs and bite this song
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| And bite the bong
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| They can’t tell if its really me or a hologram
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| I’m hollow man, I probably am
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| Off lots of Xan, I’m Nacho |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nacho's Blues , by - Nacho Picasso. Song from the album Stoned and Dethroned, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп