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elkhunter
New member
First things first,
don’t compare me to shit
fuck hungry jack
and their fucked up mosh pit
step yall's saggin' asses back
go suck on mamma’s tits
your bout to be in the middle
of some Mississippi grits, and self bred pinch hits
it’s time to get splattered
a careers worth of wax shattered
your shits gonna be scattered
all over the stage, fuck a 12 guage
im on your tired ass with these, two fistful of please
that you better be sayin
when im south coast whay-layin
on that whiney shit you keep playin'
so get tha hell out my way
we bail cotton not hay
and I ain’t got all day
to get this shit to the top
gettin' wet panties to drop
an there ain’t no way im gonna stop
gettn flat hammered as fuck
killin' pussy in my truck
jumpin' ‘round on stage like a duck
that’s right hawwsss
you fixin' to take a big D loss
cuz theres a new fuckin boss
from the southcoast and goula / moss
truckloads a snitches,
boatloads a bitches and ho’s doin shows
suckin’ my dick til the cum flows
top dog you aint dick
Sep a fat fuckin hick
who couldn’t tag a horny
16 yr old fat fuckin chick
tryin to lay camp fables
when your dirty Detroit ass
outta be shoveling horse shit in stables
with a gimp, my bad a limp
bitch you aint no fuckin great lakes pimp
so run the d to nantucket I say fuckit
how do you get laid double wide
when you’re built like a bucket
special k females I’m on your ass next
when them hips start movin
you can bet that ass
PC’s bone dancin' and groovin'
when them hips start grindin'
you better know I’m fuckin’ findin'
that spot your man wouldn’t
heh your fat goodbar prolly couldn’t
but I don’t want no fuckin' hos,
with no plastic fuckin' nose
5 grand on the chest,
gettn' cut by the best
I want cornbread, real panties,
girls that keep up
I’m gonna make you bad, mad,
but glad you gave it up
lifestyles in one hand
in the other a cup, nah make that a bottle
PC’s full on throttle
triple fistin' wild turkey, weed and Guinness
Rumor has it I’m the man when its
On the line
when you wanna get sneaky
even short dog hella freaky
I'll drill you on the bar,
on the boat bitch
My route delivers weekly
talkn’ bout day after day
fuckin lay after lay,
its so easy its gay
suckin titties, fuckin' kitties and shitty little bitties
im balls deep when the pussies cheap
PC likes to lay it down in tha den
When you walk tomorrow
you’ll know where you’ve been
south coast raw oysters and shrimp
bein’ air lifted in
triple cubed back white widow from Grimm
so when you tricky ass bitches
even dare to walk in
kneel your vic secret ass down
bow that second skin shit
right to the ground
dirty up them clean knees
fuck no I ain’t never said please
baby suck all that cock in and once again
you’re at the end of your role
ill be the Tom Cruise leavin’ your ass like Nicole
And you nine ta fivers
yeah I ain’t gonna forget
too many wanna bees
usin' home grown recipes
all you fat pricks, smoke dicks
cuz yall ain’t got shit for chix
tried to block me in
strap me down
squash me to the ground
fuck you, and your meeting at 2
I aint got shit for you
or a lame ass .review
you dumb dicks kill me, thrill me
prolly try to retro bill me
yall ain’t shit but jam material
strait plain bowl a cerial
plain cheerios that I hate
executive idiots just coastin along
ain’t pullin your weight
telling me Make your own hours, heh now I’m late
an if I forgot any of you muthafuckers that I hate
Just wait, I’ll get your ass next time I’m comin' out the south coast gate
don’t compare me to shit
fuck hungry jack
and their fucked up mosh pit
step yall's saggin' asses back
go suck on mamma’s tits
your bout to be in the middle
of some Mississippi grits, and self bred pinch hits
it’s time to get splattered
a careers worth of wax shattered
your shits gonna be scattered
all over the stage, fuck a 12 guage
im on your tired ass with these, two fistful of please
that you better be sayin
when im south coast whay-layin
on that whiney shit you keep playin'
so get tha hell out my way
we bail cotton not hay
and I ain’t got all day
to get this shit to the top
gettin' wet panties to drop
an there ain’t no way im gonna stop
gettn flat hammered as fuck
killin' pussy in my truck
jumpin' ‘round on stage like a duck
that’s right hawwsss
you fixin' to take a big D loss
cuz theres a new fuckin boss
from the southcoast and goula / moss
truckloads a snitches,
boatloads a bitches and ho’s doin shows
suckin’ my dick til the cum flows
top dog you aint dick
Sep a fat fuckin hick
who couldn’t tag a horny
16 yr old fat fuckin chick
tryin to lay camp fables
when your dirty Detroit ass
outta be shoveling horse shit in stables
with a gimp, my bad a limp
bitch you aint no fuckin great lakes pimp
so run the d to nantucket I say fuckit
how do you get laid double wide
when you’re built like a bucket
special k females I’m on your ass next
when them hips start movin
you can bet that ass
PC’s bone dancin' and groovin'
when them hips start grindin'
you better know I’m fuckin’ findin'
that spot your man wouldn’t
heh your fat goodbar prolly couldn’t
but I don’t want no fuckin' hos,
with no plastic fuckin' nose
5 grand on the chest,
gettn' cut by the best
I want cornbread, real panties,
girls that keep up
I’m gonna make you bad, mad,
but glad you gave it up
lifestyles in one hand
in the other a cup, nah make that a bottle
PC’s full on throttle
triple fistin' wild turkey, weed and Guinness
Rumor has it I’m the man when its
On the line
when you wanna get sneaky
even short dog hella freaky
I'll drill you on the bar,
on the boat bitch
My route delivers weekly
talkn’ bout day after day
fuckin lay after lay,
its so easy its gay
suckin titties, fuckin' kitties and shitty little bitties
im balls deep when the pussies cheap
PC likes to lay it down in tha den
When you walk tomorrow
you’ll know where you’ve been
south coast raw oysters and shrimp
bein’ air lifted in
triple cubed back white widow from Grimm
so when you tricky ass bitches
even dare to walk in
kneel your vic secret ass down
bow that second skin shit
right to the ground
dirty up them clean knees
fuck no I ain’t never said please
baby suck all that cock in and once again
you’re at the end of your role
ill be the Tom Cruise leavin’ your ass like Nicole
And you nine ta fivers
yeah I ain’t gonna forget
too many wanna bees
usin' home grown recipes
all you fat pricks, smoke dicks
cuz yall ain’t got shit for chix
tried to block me in
strap me down
squash me to the ground
fuck you, and your meeting at 2
I aint got shit for you
or a lame ass .review
you dumb dicks kill me, thrill me
prolly try to retro bill me
yall ain’t shit but jam material
strait plain bowl a cerial
plain cheerios that I hate
executive idiots just coastin along
ain’t pullin your weight
telling me Make your own hours, heh now I’m late
an if I forgot any of you muthafuckers that I hate
Just wait, I’ll get your ass next time I’m comin' out the south coast gate
maybe....but, come on....