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leroy murder - loud mouth lyrics

if god loves ugly
oo boy im attractive
got a bag full of bodies
and some d-mn profylactics
i be the captain no tactics
if i want it i rack it
i got a pocket full of posies
jim beam in my jacket
check my demeanor no lacking
got you posers all cracking
like clucks lips on the ave
i ain’t having no s-ss
i be the vocal -ss-ssin
watch what your p-ssy lips flapping
and i be scr-pping up change
i ain’t spending no cash
i be the midnight marauder
keeping a tab on yo daughter
a lot of thirsty -ss b-tches
i keep a gallon of water
i don’t bargain i barter
show no mercy i slaughter
here to unmask you impostors
a couple wounds ain’t gone stop me
loud as a c-ck getting c-cky
against the rope b-tch im rocky
can’t f-ck you, yous a copy
can’t f-ck with her cus she sloppy
got two slugs up in the shotty
the inst-tution the body
cl!ck clack boom plah
smell the flesh as its rotting (ugh)
cauterize the fighting wounds
mix a couple vikes with booze
road to the top
got me strapping up my hiking boots
shaking up the dice and shoot
chop a couple mice in two
got em shaking at the thought
of what the duck i might construe
just quit it for the life of you
look at what your hyping fool
boutique sh-t and some rare -ss nikes oo
d-mn dog thats might cool
d-mn them some tight as trues
literally to tight on you
got a million motherf-ckers
looking just like you
now raise your gl-ss and face palm to that
my b-tch h-lla skinny
packing bongs h-lla fat
hit the bong till it cracks
h-lla broads in the back
bet that -ss will get taxed
like the cost of a pack (ugh)
cocaine in the cellophane
bet i’ve seem some better days
rapping getting paid
get my momma off of medicaid
puff puff p-ss b-tch hows the cigarillo taste
blunt after blunt till a motherf-cker levitate
busting through the gl-ss g
mary-late and ashley
all up in my nostril
while im eating h-lla -ss meat
dashing on that cl-ss
cus me and carl h-lla fancy
imma spit that sh-t till them panties drip
got boosie b-tches dancing
d-mn b-tch im ashy
d-mn b-tch im rashy
can i skeet, skeet, skeet
on your bed sheet please
godd-mn b-tch im nasty
f-ck a new bugatti
your sisters face got bukkaked
got that p-ssy dripping saki
while we playing tonsil hockey
now she screaming la dee da dee
will you triple finger shock me
in the bathroom on the potty
while my mom waits in the lobby
i say certainly why not
il have my cookies while they’re hot
they try to put me on the spot
because im stirring up the pot right?
i know my head not right
pedal through a stop light
c-ck-a-doodle-doo
a couple hens at a c-ck fight
busting through cacoons
while im crushing you bafoons
b-tches better get in tune
f-cking carnage dropping soon ya bish

- loud mouth lyrics

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