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hands! - jayturtlegod lyrics

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[intro]
o*o*oaker

[hook: jayturtlegod]
imma  put hands on em put hands one em if he f*ck with me
imma  put hands hands hands hands on em for a buck fifty
imma put hands on em for interrupting me
put hands on em i dont trust em see
put  hands on em put hands em if he f*ck with me

[verse 1: jayturtlegod]
i make em beg for they life
it  doesnt matter the price
mad as a hatter beat they ass to saturn
i dont gotta tell them twice
they call me rapper but that ain’t the truth
i  do this for fun when i hop in the booth
get outta my face if i do not know you
unless you like eating up hospital food

[hook: jayturtlegod]
imma  put hands on em put hands one em if he f*ck with me
imma  put hands hands hands hands on em for a buck fifty
imma put hands on em for interrupting me
put hands on em i dont trust em see
put  hands on em put hands em if he f*ck with me
[verse 2: jayturtlegod]
got em eating through a straw
f*ck em all
imma rise above bourgeois
and deck them halls
catch me robbing n*ggas like jesse james im a one man team rocket
imma merk a n*gga like music put his college funds in my pocket
b*tch im more raw than skinned kneecaps on the blacktop
more raw than my own d*ck when i watch p*rn at 3 am on my laptop
imma do you like majima goro when im done you finna be a cyclops
got violent thoughts inside my brain like happymeal i need a detox

[hook: jayturtlegod]
imma  put hands on em put hands one em if he f*ck with me
imma  put hands hands hands hands on em for a buck fifty
imma put hands on em for interrupting me
put hands on em i dont trust em see
put  hands on em put hands em if he f*ck with me

[verse 3: mc prophet]
(that was g*y)
i’ma put hands on em if he f*ck with me
i’ma put hands on em if he f*ckin me
i’ma put hands on em if his bands on em and i steal his b*tch and she run with me
i f*ck midgets
i f*ck b*tches
on the craft i k!ll the witches
i find moms and get the digits
taste my nut lil b*tch you l!ck it
i got
too many too many fans ay
too many too many bands ay
curb stomp yo ass with my vans ay
throwin yo corpse in my van ay
then i’m f*ckin on yo body
i k!ll all the squeakers in the halo lobby
they soundin just like baby voice carti
i’m f*ckin cortona then i pray to ghandi
[outro : mc prophet]
i’ma put hands, put hands, put hands on em b*tch
i’ma put hands, put hands, put hands on em b*tch
i’ma put hands, put hands, put hands on em b*tch
i’ma put hands, put hands, put hands on em b*tch

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