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cr0c$ (ft. mustthisbe) - missing texture lyrics

[hook: missing texture]
saw him last week, hired men on his block
keep me out the house while his whole squad watch
now they all gonna see who i brought with me *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs
she f*ckin with my style, i got what she needs
your girl done left, but she left with me
you logged back on just to sit here and gawk? *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs

[verse 1: missing texture]
sasquatch, pinnex call me that
how i be working like this but i’m hairy like that?
p*ss from a cat, i be smoking fat packs
should’ve flexed like this when i knew what i had
box with fists? i box with lips
your girl looking shook, guess you box your b*tch
i’mma slam a fifth, pull up to your crib
i’mma leave you with a lisp, broke boy checklist
dolby, digital, visceral surround sound
i’mma f*ck you up, leave your ragdoll downtown
i’mma run amok and maybe smoke a few blunts
so when you think you see me know you better f*cking duck (godd*mn)
i’m a menace, name is dennis, she in venice, i am reckless
i’d admit to twenty incidents but that would mean i did it (yuh)
i don’t really want it baby, see you fidget, get it baby
i might hurt a couple people, flush out all the bigots (yuh)
really feel it now, made a sleeve for my d*ck
rubber ain’t mean nothing when i’m sliding in the slit
insurrection, total destruction
when i die, leave the beat in pre*production
i got h*lla talent, i’m a super star to kids
and i got tons of women who be sharing me with friends
and they don’t even like me not an itty*bitty bit
yo, qvc, lori spin it round real quick
[hook: missing texture]
saw him last week, hired men on his block
keep me out the house while his whole squad watch
now they all gonna see who i brought with me *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs
she f*ckin with my style, i got what she needs
your girl done left, but she left with me
you logged back on just to sit here and gawk? *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs

[verse 2: mustthisbe]
yo b*tch she back in my city, give 2 cents it’s plenty
she on me in fifty, aye
yo b*tch she twirl like a circus, this chain got her nervous
thank her for her service, aye
yo b*tch she wanna observe this, got me in her cervix
jacked son like it’s curtis (you b*tch!)
sh*t, you walked in and saw this, caught dead like a carcass
switch gears like i’m marcus
red crocs (sporting!)
‘cagos (jordan!)
cooking like gordon, b*tch that’s what i do
why she stay tweaking, she on me and geekin’
we f*ck on the weekend, got love for the crew
thirteen hoes like the holes in my shoe
lil red ridin’ with these red bottom boots
griddy ’til i’m forty, giving dummies green shorties
why they acting h*rny*h*rny while i’m spitting in the booth
screaming dear lordy while i’m rickin’ momma morty
curvin’ with my warty chordee, she got my cum in her tooth
hit it accidental, know my whip is not rental
while i’m all up in her mental, she got nothing to lose
thinkin’ sentimental while she d*gg*n; out the kennel
caught the fire she the kindle got this b*tch on the loose
aye, i’m her trainer, probably train her
big boy bartholomew hit the caboose
[hook: missing texture]
saw him last week, hired men on his block
keep me out the house while his whole squad watch
now they all gonna see who i brought with me *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs
she f*ckin with my style, i got what she needs
your girl done left, but she left with me (with me!)
you logged back on just to sit here and gawk? *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs

[verse 3: missing texture]
f*ck you, i’m a danger to rap
cause my style won’t fade, no this ain’t a fad
took so much compound v today
you could call me super*lad, call me thor* not a dad
motherf*ckers think it’s funny how i walk up in the party
i just point at 4 of ’em, cause they acting like they naughty
put 3 shots down, she in love with bacardi
2 bad b*tches, one named sam, one icarly

[outro: missing texture and mustthisbe]
cooking like gordon, b*tch that’s what i do*do*do
i’m a menace, name is dennis, she in venice, i am reckless
i’d admit to twenty incidents but that would mean i did it
i don’t really want it baby, see you fidget, get it baby
i might hurt a couple people, flush out all the bigots
really feel it now, made a sleeve for my d*ck
rubber ain’t mean nothing when i’m sliding in the slit
insurrection, total destruction
when i die, leave the beat in pre*production
i got h*lla talent, i’m a super star to kids
and i got tons of women who be sharing me with friends
and they don’t even like me not an itty*bitty bit
yo, qvc, lori spin it round real quick
you logged back on just to sit here and gawk? *yeah
i’mma d*ck her down in my brand new crocs

- missing texture lyrics

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