Nacho Picasso - Tutankhamun - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Count Dracula, my Bitch is Elvira The Bride of Frankenstein, that’s my secret admirer Suicide capital, we think like al-Qaeda Giving bitches the deuces 'till they think I'm Rob Schneider My bitch got a shiner, I'm known to never mind her And yea I'm into fashion, all my drugs are designer Breaking these Bitches back like the Steiner Recliner I'mma open her up, cause I'm the headliner I came in her eye now you see how love blind her New lizard kings see the ghosts of Seminoles Octopussy's tentacles wrapped around my genitals Takin' shots of pinnacle, I'm toasting to my testicles Listening to Mystikal while puffin on my minerals Chillin' with domestic hoes, sniffing blow, she missed her nose Naked now, she missed her clothes, takin pics, she love to pose And she think she love the pole, takin' dick is all she know And that kush is all we grow, so bammer is not optional Blow me like a popsickle or get up off my obstacle Hoarse I'm on course, got that hammer like I'm Norse My horse is a Porche, I drive hammer like I'm scorched [Hook] Me and Tutankhamun got a lot in common I'm a young pharaoh and I'm rapping off the aman I'm looking like Common, I be rappin' with the shamans My portrait says wanted, my fortress stays haunted [Verse 2] These niggas wanna hurt me, they bitches want to harp me But they don't disturb me cause I don't have a heart beat Bad ass yellow boy, just like Bart be Strapped like her car seat, puffin' that parsley Married with Children -- your bitch look like D'Arcy You live in a RV I ball like Steve Harvey Dressed like Marcus Garvey, so the bitches wanna party The bitches wanna party cause I party like I'm Charlie Sheen on the scene, I be drugged up and tardy Worm, fresh to death, like you dug up my body I grew up in the hood but I'm stuckup and snotty My nigga brought this girl, and his girl yelled shotty Now I'm in the carpool, fin to run a trolly She just popped a molly so she sucked me like a Jolly Rancher, I'm the answer Fifty-Fifty ball like cancer I turn your ass to Casper, yelling free my nigga Jasper My girl supposed to be fastin', but tell me fuck her faster I dog the broads, I hog the blogs My name be in the mouth like cotton gauze Or rotten Nas, they hatin' cause they haagen dazs (soft)
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