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long live jerry springer - lil tony official lyrics

[intro]
haha, what the f*ck, hari?
hahaha, b*tch (oh my god)
still’ll get low, yeah

[chorus]
i walk wit’ my chest high, but i still’ll get low
when i got this sh*ll catcher i gotta step out in sh*ll toes
me and gang tote heavy metal ’cause we come from the h*llhole
he was leanin’ off that cup, i hit his ass he fell over
i don’t even think these n*ggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
all the opps is f*gs, they gotta die, think i was h0m*phobic
ain’t gotta do to much, yo’ hoe gon’ f*ck on me just ’cause thе rollie
f*ck the weavе up off this b*tch, she green and soft like guacamole

[verse 1]
n*ggas claimin’ that they demons, i’m gon’ give ’em sum’ holy
four five make him go fast, this nine’ll make him die slowly
hoe claim that i f*ck wit’ her, that hoe cap, i don’t know her
[?] inside these bullets, i hit his ass he leaned over
this lil’ hoe here give me a headache, i ain’t tryna deal wit’ her
i’m gon’ f*ck ya’ then i’ll block you, i’m sorry if ya’ feel bitter
n*gga tryna play me like i’m green, i look like a dill pickle?
n*gga must don’t know ‘fore this rap sh*t tony was a real hitter
i call my arp a lama ’cause that b*tch a real spitter
i play ring around the rosy then grew up a real spinner
h*ll nah we not from jamaica, but we all some real n*ggas
hoe can say whatever she say, i don’t give no f*ck, i still hit her
four five with the f*ckin’ switchy, can’t even see it, this b*tch invisible
and spin sh*t just like a ritual, we hit him three, got left in critical
only thing that he gon’ fight is bullets, n*gga let’s get physical
in this b*tch boy you do what i say, my room go like the princ*p*l
[chorus]
i walk wit’ my chest high, but i still’ll get low
when i got this sh*ll catcher i gotta step out in sh*ll toes
me and gang tote heavy metal ’cause we come from the h*llhole
he was leanin’ off that cup, i hit his ass he fell over
i don’t even think these n*ggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
all the opps is f*gs, they gotta die, think i was h0m*phobic
ain’t gotta do to much, yo’ hoe gon’ f*ck on me just ’cause the rollie
f*ck the weave up off this b*tch, she green and soft like guacamole

[verse 2]
i give the sprite to rich carlton ’cause i get cheesy like a cracker
all the opps extinct, we iced ’em over, turned ’em terodactyl
b*tch don’t think sh*t sweet, i’ll split yo’ sh*t, i’m not no regular rapper
i been steppin’ since we in gerber, slappin’ n*ggas out his pamper
in the street this sh*t get nasty dirty, i’m talkin’ ’bout a hamper
knock the beef up out yo’ sh*t, i’m talkin’ ’bout hungry hungry helper
n*gga don’t turn out like lil’ fred, f*cked the glasses out [?]
me and my n*ggas in the woods firin’ them sticks like we some campers

[chorus]
i walk wit’ my chest high, but i still’ll get low
when i got this sh*ll catcher i gotta step out in sh*ll toes
me and gang tote heavy metal ’cause we come from the h*llhole
he was leanin’ off that cup, i hit his ass he fell over
i don’t even think these n*ggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
all the opps is f*gs, they gotta die, think i was h0m*phobic
ain’t gotta do to much, yo’ hoe gon’ f*ck on me just ’cause the rollie
f*ck the weave up off this b*tch, she green and soft like guacamole

- lil tony official lyrics

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