| Oh bless your heart, bless your heart
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| Wooo! |
| (Hey)
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| Okay, I’m reloaded! |
| Yeah
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| Some heads talking about me like
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| «That dude ain’t a true rapper though, he ain’t hip hop
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| He ain’t got those bars, bars, y’know what I’m talkin' about?»
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| Whata, what, what does that make me, what am I really though?
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| Y’know what I mean, uh
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| They call me the bar breaker
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| You should kick me out the club
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| I’m a big bad wolf, I’m a Jameson thug
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| I wave Hi while I’m cave diving day high
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| Coated in KY we’ll orgy on the hay ride
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| I hustle like an Ethiopian custodian
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| Quick grab the trophies, you can leave behind the opium
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| Executive American all the way from a derelict
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| Drinking at the Sheraton, daring chicks into marriages
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| Oh yeah, marry me baby
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| Half hour later you can carry me, baby
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| I’m skinny dipping, swimmin' with young Dominican women
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| Last time I wasn’t pimpin' it’s been a minute (Hey)
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| No need to pay me to, I’m drinking in some daisy dukes
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| 80 proof, get retarded like a baby do
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| I’m so good at rap that it’s not even fair
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| You know my shit bangs, I ain’t talking about hair
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| Come on
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| 3 smoking hot chicks and a couple of babes
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| Call me the mailman how I come every day
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| If you ain’t feeling my shit it’s completely understandable
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| I’m beyond rap, homie I’m speakin' animal
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| Think about leaving they callin' me bro
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| Finish a bottle and I’m good to go
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| Know you’re all lame, and I’m not even Bo
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| So untouchable I’m in the zone
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| Fall back
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| De be deep de be deep, what’cha call that
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| Lift the dick, better lick to the ball sack
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| Bring a fifth to the kid and I’m on that
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| Ooo-ryeohken!
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| They all on my new shit, thugs and the students
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| Girl I’m a cowboy, baby I’m a nuisance
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| I’m a problem, tell me that you love me
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| You could be a model it don’t matter if you chubby
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| Tickle tickle
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| I’m always in the middle
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| Give me trouble, big girls they make me feel so little
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| Take your clothes off, we’re streaking in my kitchen
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| Hunting, fishing, fucking, kissing
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey
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| I’m buck wild, I never have it together
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| Have you noticed I leave every show on a stretcher?
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| Prof in the amberlamp, on his way to the hotel
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| These hoes smell I hope the blow job goes well
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| Whiskey in my IV, boner in my boxers
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| I’m always with some Rosario Dawson impostors
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| Head like a dildo, back is made of rubber
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| I’m like the energizer bunny, I’m a tough mother (Hey)
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| Tomorrow’s my birthday I’ll sign up for karate
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| And I’ll kidnap the sensei and get the black belt probably
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| I know you seen me win the beef with John Stamos
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| A hundred years from now that show will still be on cable
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| «What kind of man is this? |
| high on medical cannabis
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| Startin' riots on campuses, no one should be a fan of this.»
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| Listen closely I’m not gonna shout
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| I’ve tried being humble it’s just not working out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bar Breaker , by - PROF. Song from the album Liability, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп