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bayou baller intro - marty mard lyrics

[intro]

[freestyle]
unn you b-tches can’t see me like camo
no you b-tches can’t see me i’m rambo
and ima eat these rappers like flan hoe
all i see is dessert like a camel
(rooh!)you b-tches can’t f-ck with the flame
i’m in a porsche that b-tch jump over the lame
yea i’m feelin myself and my hoe is
she gone strip for the dollars… thats show biz
yea but thats yo biz, yea thats show biz
yea but thats yo biz, who that hoe is?
thats yo b-tch!
im so high i ca make a swing break
new orleans n-gga dawg i get king cake
all my t–th gold yo n-gga bling fake
na she bouncin on this d-ck thats a spring
ahh! yea i go michael picture thriller
but the dead got riffles, yea im walkin with army
i go so ham i gotta put ice on me
i ca rap about pokemon an dont sh-t look corny
my neck and wrist look just like starmie
yea you n-ggas can’t harm me
im from new orleans man ain’t sh-t stormy
i’m from new orleans so you can’t sh-t on me
a n-gga ballin so yo b-tch l!ck on me
that b-tch just h-rny this life is real
i make ya b-tch give me mouth then i light ha grill
and i got that gin in my system
yo b-tch gone be my victim
she luv ta give me brain
cause my d-ck dumb
my sh-t off da chain let it sick them
all these broke b-tches want me to fix them
but if a b-tch dont work ima switch them
i ca pimp any hoe tell me which one
i got hoes and chains like egyptians

[drums]

i got juice like calliope bruce
i’m in a 5.0 but i ain’t got no roof
got gold on my tooth but ion mug i shoot
ha da f-ck you ah thug but ain’t got no proof
yea i ain’t rock no suits but i’m eatin
an all my food green like dr. seuss
if i ain’t da truth you ca meet my troops
ima bayou baller till da net go swoosh..(b-tch)
no i ain’t done
new orleans is wea i’m from
my new chick black she ca bear the sun
an dat -ss so fat she ca bear my son
she don’t share that p-ssy and i dont share my gun
ima real n-gga shoot up the p-ssy and dont run
i told her to wait for me…
cause she neva go no wea until c-m (ooh)
i’m so fresh i mite die right now.. no
i’m high rite now.. im fly rite now
i will fly over yall
ima bayou baller watch da young n-gga ball
ima young chris paul.. ridin through the streets
mvp.. you can’t see me.. i go for the 3
i dont want the 2..
i only need 1 but ima sh-t on you
im ridin in ah all blue thing with the top peeled off it
make ya b-tch sing when i bring ha to my coffin
let ha smoke d-ck leave the young b-tch coughin
ha p-ssy so pink and i be swimmin like a dolphin
but me i wear madendz
a real n-gga can’t f-ck with the p-ss trends
yea ya can’t f-ck with my p-ssion
i been cash-n out on fashion

- marty mard lyrics

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