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yuck! - king tut & hunter webb lyrics

[intro]
king tut: you drink that sh-t? that’s disgusting

[verse 1:king tut]
i know you didn’t expect to see me at the top, but now that i’ve made it here there’s no point to stop. i went through some weird bullsh-t, but thank god i stayed hot. mom told me id be great, even though she hated hop. i don’t blame her judgement. all other rappers say “if it ain’t about money, drugs, and money there’s no discussion. i don’t know what’s up man. guys acting like husbands and b-tches freakin’ out saying “i cut cuz of justin!” they fussin’ and i’m cussin, cuz of all of this stupid sh-t. im nasty in bed n-gga, someone get a first-aid kit. i murder this sh-t with this burger all in, n-ggas know that i’m bigger just call me a d-ck. i’ve been hard as a brick, i’m not known by a chick, i’ve been shopping at ross like a n-gga named rick. i’m so sick and tired, of being made fun of. yeah that f-ggot over there, he calls himself king tut. i’m here to show you other kids that i’m the one that’s scratching cats, this rappin’ sh-t’s my habitat. my talent? y’all ain’t half of that. they all keep on talking like this, till’ i get my nuts kissed, and they find out that all of this sh-t happened with their b-tch. now they all p-ssed, cause i’m the sh-t, and they girls be showin’ t-ts to me and hunter oca, you know what i be reppin’ kid. i’m in this game to show you i got dreams that i be chasin’. oh cool you’ve heard of me? then, you already heard of the greatest. come on look at me, i might not be so famous but ever since i’ve hopped on beats, i’ve been called a rapist!

[verse 2:hunter webb]
i said it’s over now but i see you’re still here. and fakeness was an illness for me, that’s nothing to cure. just wanna be known, i’ll do whatever it takes, you two faced never a lie, told her i’mma be great! i can’t lie about that, when we talking bout’ my momma, just wanna see her happy away from all the pain and drama. like a 2 door lambo i’m flying by homie, refs suck. i got 13 hours of sleep and i’m still yawning. i guarantee no other artist is working half as hard as me. talking bout’ me and tut, izzy d? (d-mn) now that’s a team. i’m in my room 24-7 i’m working on my prodigy, i’m zoning, going to the top without anyone knowing. (shh) it’s a war tryna battle oca, you lose. your b-tch gave me head, no hands homie, bluetooth. you made the minor leagues? i’m already in the pros fool. you got a lot of money? oh yeah, that’s real cool dude. yuck, man that’s freaking nasty. you ain’t even a full wanna, you just a half be. wanna be like me? a straight g, and be happy? rappers saying the same sh-t, like “you already said that last week.” you’re a wanna, causin’ drama, i’m the bomb, like osama. man forget the comma, small d-ck, get that from your momma. crack open the p-rno have the s-x tape leak. man i’m so dirty i haven’t showered in weeks. webb, yuck!

- king tut hunter webb lyrics

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