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Snap, Crackle, Pop!
03:36
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snap, crackle, pop
snap, crackle, pop, bitch
every time we lock lips
my flow’s so out of this world
that’s why imma rock it
snap crackle pop bitch
bitch don’t try to stop this
I ain’t got an off-switch
you know I’m a boss bitch
dance, dance
take off your pants
take off your pants
take, take off your pants
i said
dance, dance
take off your pants
take off your pants
take, take off your pants
damn you a freak
damn you a freak, freak
damn boy you's a freak
so take off your pants, your pants for me
I get it poppin’ like cereal [serial]
Killin’ this shit; I’m imperial
Flow so sick it’s bacterial
You ain’t sick just venereal
I’m off the chain like a missing key
Game on lock I’m the missing key
My siren songs be crashin’ ships
If you my sons I’m an eclipse
snap, crackle, pop, bitch
every time we lock lips
my flow’s so out of this world
that’s why i'm a rocket
snap crackle pop bitch
bitch don’t try to stop this
I ain’t got an off-switch
you know I’m a boss bitch
I’m a boss bitch hot shit sittin’ at the top bitch
Shittin’ on your crops with that Titanic flow
Wanna sail in my sea you gotta rock the boat
If you want inside my castle gotta cross the moat oh
I shit glitz and piss glitter ya bitter critter
I can make a beach out of your kitty litter
I’m not a tho(ugh)t, but I’m always in your head
I’m not a thot, but I’m in your boyfriend’s bed
I make it rain deer:
Bucks and doe.
Gotcha by the rein, deer.
I make it snow.
I slay. I sleigh. One-horse open.
My bars so fresh; my bars are soapin’.
Got three hoes. All my bitches tight.
Iced out, brighter than Christmas lights.
I’m a star at the top. Put me on that tree.
Cause erryday’s a holiday when you’re chillin’ with me.
[hook]
I’m a star you’re a square
That’s Spongebob and Patrick
Got three hoes in a row tic-tac-toe that’s a hat trick
Dat ass thick massive it matches my wallet
Fantastic now back it up move it U-haul it
Back that ass up like a donkey’s understudy
All I want is for someone to be my cuddle buddy
Sugar-lips lookin’ nice kiss me sweet
Wanna take a bite of that Rice Krispies treat
Now dance bitch DDR
Rewind that behind like a VCR
You stole my breath I need CPR
That’s mouth-to-mouth; mouth-to-mouth
[hook]
snap, crackle, pop
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2. |
Owls
03:46
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who who
who the hell are you
out with the old and in with the new
i said who who
who the hell are you
out with the old and in with the new
who who bitches
who the fuck are you bitches
out with the old and in with the new bitches
you washed up so throw in the towel
everywhere you go you be surrounded by owls
they say who who, who who
everywhere you go you’re fuckin’ surrounded by owls
goin’ who who, who who
everywhere you go you’re fuckin’ surrounded by owls
new bitch in town –– hand me the crown
i’m committing regicide
stay pressed like time and step aside
umbrella king –– i make it rain
big pockets, bigger head, even bigger brain
i’m makin’ paper in the paper gimme headline
cause i’m ahead you laggin’ in the obits deadline
upgrade to front page bitch you gettin’ upstaged
it’s curtains for ya asshats Macbeth ya like it’s last act
take a bow now take a take a bow now
bought a muzzle for you barkin’ bitches bowwow
better bow now bitch you better bow down
to you they sayin’ who, who
to me they sayin’ wow, wow
new bitch on the block stop
headed for the top spot
your time’s up get clocked stopwatch
your life’s a joke: knock-knock
who’s there ? who cares ?
bitch get off my property
my castle’s off-limits
but you trespassers don’t bother me
call me an owl cause i’m fly and i’m wise
i’m high in the skies wide eyes on the prize
tryna get that diadem
back off or you ain’t never gunna fly again
imma pluck your WINGS off
if you PISS the KING off
if i fluff my fancy feathers
you can SUCK my PEAcock
owls preying on you rodents
you’re surrounded by bad omens
conquer y’all like the romans
time’s up shadin’ y’all like gnomons
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Boom
Kaboom
i’m the bomb kaboom cause pretty soon i’ll be blowin’ up
rhymes so sick they got errybody throwin’ up
if you a bad bitch throw your hands up throw em up
if you a bad ass bitch man throw em up
throw em up, throw em up, raise em higher
cause i get it hotter than a fuckin’ blazin’ fire
this monster in my pants got you terrified
and i ain’t fuckin’ with a bitch unless he verified
my flow so fresh and it ball; call it mr. clean
allergic to the BS; get that antihistamine
if you diss the king; i’ll turn your ass to history
Louis Sixteen; Reign of Terror: guillotine
split that ass open call me moses
imma sail on your sea like a boat to oceans
oh shit you got back scoliosis
hoes actin’ thirsty: reverse osmosis
i'm so fresh you got halitosis
i ball the mostest; i swag the mostest
married to the money and we fuckin’ erryday
you married to the trash and that’s a cagamosis
UH
I’m a bad bitch; prepare for damage
I’m Straight A’s, you’re below average
You’re a village imma pillage, yes I kill it, yes I ravage
Imma beast, you the feast, imma mothafuckin’ savage
I’m frigid, I’m rigid, ice-cold – I’m a yeti
Keep ya frozen in my nightmare tundra, bitch betta get ready
for my life’s a celebration; turn your ass to confetti
bitch i’m hot sauce i ain’t talkin’ spaghetti
bitch i'm gettin’ to the cheddar i ain’t talkin’ macaroni
got bitches on deck you can call em zack and cody
plug your nose; i’m the shit man
kill this beat; no hitman
fuck a hook; grab a book
cause you know i keep it lit, man
i got a tool for you; i'm the bob the builder
imma eat that cake whole like in matilda
like godzilla imma kill ya
imma kill ya
imma, imma kill you
they ain’t call me lil devil for nothin’
and if you lookin' for a soul
you won't find nothin'
a gold heart? nah it’s ain’t
just black tar and some yellow paint
Stomp. Chomp. Crush you in my hand
I’m the monster in your closet; I don’t think you understand
Lights out, fright shout, I am the Boogieman
So run, run, run as fast as your ass can
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Hook:
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
I’m royalty and killin’ it Bloody Mary
I get head Bloody Mary
gimme cock gimme tail that’s a Bloody Mary
Verse 1:
I’m a Tudor bitch
Schoolin’ y’all I’m your tutor bitch
You buggin’ computer glitch
So fly where’s my stewardess
Who da shit? Das me
If you try to pass me
I’ll split ya in half long division
Off with your head that’s a circumcision
you got more L’s than a dictionary
you drawing blanks no Pictionary
take yo pen write your obituary
cuz you fucked missionary
I’m first bitch January
clean that ass that shit unsanitary
this beat so sanguinary
killed dat shit Bloody Mary
[HOOK]
Verse 2:
cause I’m spicy don’t like me bitch I don’t like you either
draggin’ hoes when I spit flames guess I’m a fire-breather
You scared stiff like a mannequin
I’m playin’ y’all like a mandolin
Come for my crown and I’ll turn you to Anne Boleyn
If I’m January you February
I’m primary you secondary
I’m a boss bitch you my secretary
save your master ball cause I’m legendary
iced out call Ben and Jerry
i do shit y’all sedentary
send this beat to a cemetery
cause I killed dat shit Bloody Mary
[HOOK]
Bridge:
gimme head bitch
i’m the head bitch
kiss the crown before you put it on my head bitch
i’m ahead bitch like lettuce
got that green up in my pocket like lettuce
tossin’ salads i got bitches aplenty
i keep it 100 go and ask benji
get more head than henry more than ass his throne
ain’t talkin 420 but a bitch gon' get stoned
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so ahead of the game i don’t think they understand me
cause i’m so next level and i don’t need a rare candy
but i’m rare bitch holographic
you know i bring all the traffic
so call a taxi ball like basket
killed this beat haul a casket: pallbearer
fuck wit me that’s a small error
i’m a nightmare a tall terror
dick turn that ass to a caldera
these rap hoes my hostages
if i catch you talkin’ shit
toss you in a sarcophagus
with gauze and shit then lock the lid
man i rap fast hand me the embalming fluid
i go beast mode like a motherfuckin’ druid
this shit easy there’s nothin’ to it
now watch me do it; i go stupid bitch i do shit
i do shit; i do shit
look at me i do shit
i do shit do shit
watch me i do shit
i do shit i do shit
i works hard i do shit
i do shit i do shit
know what i mean if that ass ain’t clean douche it
stop and watch audemar
prison flow got a lotta bars
ride that ass like a trolley car
i’m a supernova you’re a falling star
i’m ballin’ hard volleyball
shaquille o’neal; my wallet tall
i make it rain like a waterfall
i go hard you go cottonball
think you eatin’ you just full of
i been snackin’ on the mula
swing them hips ‘round make em hula
got back gimme brain: medulla
oohlala who the star
dat be me leave you in awe
cue applause ass on clap
let’s run a train i’m on track
choo-choo imma chew choo that caboose too
open wide cause imma juice you
bob for apples; no hands bluetooth
film dat shit put it on youtube
ginger ninja i'm master splinter
i run the world imma faster sprinter
than usain lit like butane
top of the food chain imma eat your ass for dinner
cutting edge: wit sharper than a razorblade
flo' so dirty need a chambermaid
hoes so thirsty here’s some gatorade
got tons of cash paperweight
i holds it down i paper chase
i put in work labor day
so celebrate me ticker-tape parade
i do shit i do shit
on that next level new shit
on my next evolution
my sex level too big
imma young dog with new tricks
got a hung log i use it
i’m the bomb can’t defuse it
strike the match cause my crew lit
i do shit; i do shit
look at me i do shit
i do shit do shit
watch me i do shit
i do shit i do shit
i works hard i do shit
know what i mean if that ass ain’t clean douche it
ride that ass like a valkyrie
turns bars to gold that's alchemy
push a hater off of a balcony
juliet you a tragedy
king lear i’m your majesty; coronated coroner
married to the the music just to kill it courtney love
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my flow ill
my flow ill
i'm more contagious
than the bubonic plague is
my flow ill hepatitis
gimme head; it’s stiff: meningitis
deez bitches useless; i remove them like appendicitis
I’m so sick, bitch, retrovirus
Rhymes so sick they should go viral
There ain’t no vaccine for this
So bitch don’t go bitin’ my style
Flow so deadly, patient zero, lock me up. Quarantine.
Yeah my pockets got that spinach: wallet à la Florentine.
If you don’t get that pun it must be because you can’t afford cuisine.
you’re boring me zzz I’m snoring see
soon i’ll be doing shows and features
cold flow got dough frozen pizza
no ranch i’m dethroning caesar
roman sleazer got hoes in pisa
i pwn the beast your flow deceased
i don’t take orders i’m no barista
you a motherfucker like you boned theresa
bitch i fucked the mona lisa twice
if time is money pay the price
take the A out of my BARs they cold as ice
and i ain’t talkin’ gamblin’ but my bed’s a paradise (pair o' dice)
(let’s get lost in it)
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7. |
Dolley Madison
03:29
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Hook:
I be, I be droppin’ these hot singles; Washington’s on fire.
Washington’s on fire; Washington’s on fire.
Droppin’, droppin’ all of these hot singles; Washington’s on fire.
Washington’s on fire; call up Dolley Madison.
Washington’s on fire; call up Dolley Madison.
Dolley Madison. Dolley, Dolley Madison.
Washington’s on fire; call up Dolley Madison.
Dolley Madison. Dolley, Dolley Madison.
V1:
Droppin’ all of these hot singles, money burnin’ up the floor.
Drivin’ in that presidential tint; call that Gerald Ford.
I got some dimes with me: Teddy Roosevelt.
The queen of hearts and spades are just a couple hoes I’m dealt.
I’m the King, no Magna Carta. Ain’t nobody else flow harder.
Flow so crazy, you can call it peanuts: Jimmy Carter.
Fuckin’ all these Marilyn Monroes. Call me JFK.
But I ain’t fuckin’ with them bitches who be gay-for-pay.
Nah, that’s okay. I'm too hot not 'bout dat prostitution.
Y’all my sons. I’m the Father of the Constitution.
I’m just chillin’ in the Oval Office. Don’t be judgin’ me.
Fall off the judicial branch. I be choppin’ down your cherry tree.
Scandalous. I got a tricky dick; I’m rich like Richard Nixon.
You bitches Monica Lewinskies. I get Bills like Clinton.
All of your bills I veto. I’m stuntin’. Quit frontin’.
You can deep-throat my Dick Cheney. Let’s go hunting.
[HOOK]
V2:
Put me on a silver dollar like that Dolley Madison.
I’m a perfect 10, so put me on a 10 like Hamilton.
I’m badder, and I’m radder, and my wallet is way fatter than
Taft. They say that money talks. Is that why I keep chatterin’ ?
You Cals stay silent. You can suck my Andrew Johnson.
Rap Game: Madison like the capitol of Wisconsin.
Married to the money like Mary Todd Lincoln.
I’m Booth shootin’ stars in your head. Call that wishful thinkin’.
Bridge:
Got a portrait of George in my pocket.
Light it up then drop it.
Cause I’m droppin’ these hot singles.
Dolley Madison can’t stop it.
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8. |
GameBoy
04:26
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push start: let’s go
uh Imma turn you on first
but I mute the sound cause we ain’t gotta converse
nah put you in my pocket save the rest for later
high score in fuckin’ cuz you know my bedroom’s multiplayer
bitches be goin’ bananas for my donkey kong
check my megaman dick; it’s a phenomenon
got a big mouth suck it kirby
grab a vacuum cuz we about to get dirty
ain't about that joystick i just want inside your cartridge
got a bone for you boy goin’ harder than cartilage
chargin’ it plug it in i got all the power
game over i’m bowser got yo bitch in my tower
i get rich no cheat codes
i beat hoes in beast mode
i’m kickin’ ass in all difficulty modes
don’t care what a bee say them djs sound cliché
gettin’ action nonstop call that action replay
Wobble, wobble (uh!)
Wobble, wobble
Let me see dat booty
Wobble, wobble
Wwwwwobble, wobble
Make dat booty wobble
i got game, boy i don't know your name, boy, but i just wanna play you on the go like a gameboy
what a shame, boy you could be my main boy i just wanna play you on the go like a gameboy
gameboy, gameboy
i just wanna play you on the go like a gameboy
gameboy, gameboy
i just wanna play you on the go like a gameboy
whip my vine like venusaur
imma make that penis sore
hydro pump like blastoise
imma make dat ass moist
my dick’s hard; my bars are hard
lock em up now my bars is barred
just gimme that dragon tail
I’m hot and fly like Charizard
No I’m flier when I spit fire
Kill the competition put their bodies on the pyre
Burn the beat down like an arsonist
I’m legendary: Arceus
Can’t hold me down not even with a master ball
You know my mission all the bitches gotta catch em all
You got good graphics all them other bitches 8bit
Opened up your battery cover then I ate it
I’m a motherfucking monster double M-Rated
You’re my pixelated pixie; I’m on my arcade shit
Better than your ex-boy
I’m much more complex, boy
Let me see you flex, boy
Lemme see dem pecs, boy
Send me naked texts, boy
Or I’ll hit up the next boy
Baby, I just want you to be my digital sex toy
Wobble, wobble
Wobble, wobble
Make that booty wobble
Wobble, wobble
Wobble. bitch
Jiggle, jiggle
Jiggle my toggleswitch
I’m a boss bitch master hand
I’m a masterpiece with a master plan
on my triple digit shit 3DS
keepin’ it a hunnid percent
pop that trunk got that junk trash can
imma handle that waste imma trash man
i’m an ass man eat it up pacman
think i'm playin’ tetris by the way i stack man
get a trillion bucks
get them coins like mario because i’m super deluxe
imma win all the green that trillion dollar dream
make that ass ricochet like a pinball machine
balls to bumpers
gameboy, gameboy
all up in yo gameboy
gameboy, gameboy
all up in yo gameboy
imma play that gameboy
mashin' all your buttons on that filthy screen
imma lick it clean
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V1:
Got pools of cash I’m swimmin’
Guess you could say I’m winnin’
Collectin’ trophies, medals, ribbons
High on life; I’m sippin’
gold, gold, gold, gold, gold
mead from my golden chalice
chillin’ in my golden palace
yeah it’s the place to be
i got the game on lock now imma change the key
Naturally smell fresh like I don’t even need to wear cologne
Victory inherently be seepin’ through my pheromones
Sweatin’ Christian Dior I be rollin’ like a Sharon Stone
Now drop dat booty down low make it baritone
Hook:
I smell like a champion you’d think I’d have on gold cologne
Ass lookin’ yellow cause I’m sittin’ on my golden throne
Gettin’ all this cheese pockets on provolone
The baddest bitches with me you bitches home alone
my aroma so fresh
i got the eau de finesse
on the road to success
yeah my odor’s the best
it’s like I got on gold cologne
V2:
you crooked skunks all tryna pass me
have you considered rhinoplasty
man you smell nasty what’s the fuckin’ problem
have you seen a billion dollar
bill, bill, bill, bill, bill
look closer that’s my selfie
i’m just so fuckin’ wealthy
1-2-3 oh yes i be the best i breathe finesse i bleed $ucce$
you need a rest
see that S on my chest
means Superstar in progre$$ ye$
[HOOK]
Bridge:
prizewinner, prizewinner; bitch i’m making 9-figure
triumph is my nom de plume
Ichor of Plutus is my perfume
jackpot, jackpot; bitch you gettin’ jack squat
i’m packin’ Gucci moneybags
y’all stacked in velvet bodybags
i’m fresh as a breeze you reek spray Febreze
i’m a cash cow you got beef i got cheese
gettin’ all the green man you’d think i was irish
iced with the lucky charms man i’m lookin’ stylish
too big to be a leprechaun impress ya with my lexicon
gimme brain to match my big encephalon bitch i’m upper echelon
i G-O for the G-O-L-D
i don’t mean the shoes when i say i rep L-V
i’m making that dough like i’m a deli
i’m cunning like machiavelli
i should work for yankee candle cause i make scents
yeah i make cents does this wordplay make sense
i wear that coin-and-paper fragrance
carryin’ a dollar sign bouquet bitch i’m famous
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