greaper shorts - shaggytheairhead lyrics
[intro]
sh*ggy the airhead on the beat
whole fit, yeah, oh sh*t
let’s go, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
whole fit, lazy and crazy, i’ma trip
oh sh*t, oh sh*t
oh sh*t, whole fit, going crazy, i’ma trip
i’ma trip, i’ma trip, i’ma trip, oh sh*t
yeah i’m trappin’ in my greaper shorts
i’m f*ckin’ skatin’ in my greaper shorts
b*tch i f*cking gather in my greaper shorts
they always hatin’ on my greaper shorts
your b*tch love my f*ckin’ greaper shorts
i got five pairs of these greaper shorts
my whole fit revolve around these greaper shorts
yeah, they stop and stare at my greaper shorts
[verse 1]
i pull your b*tch in my greaper shorts (i do)
i hit a l!ck in my greaper shorts (get that loot)
i trade flip in my greaper shorts (look at that, dude)
i wig split in my greaper shorts (cut your ass in two)
man, i’m throwing hands in my greaper shorts
i got bagged up grams in my greaper shorts
i hold hands in the pocket of my greaper shorts
wait, you don’t know the brand that makes the greaper shorts?
(well let me tell ya) it’s lazy and crazy, baby
this unlike anything you’ve seen before (drip, drip, drip)
ski mask shirt and had to match with the greaper shorts
i got ten pairs, but i really need some more
’cause you will not find me flexing without these greaper shorts
[chorus]
whole fit, lazy and crazy, i’ma trip
oh sh*t, oh sh*t
oh sh*t, whole fit, going crazy, i’ma trip
i’ma trip, i’ma trip, i’ma trip, oh sh*t
yeah i’m trappin’ in my greaper shorts
i’m f*ckin’ skatin’ in my greaper shorts
b*tch i f*cking gather in my greaper shorts
they always hatin’ on my greaper shorts
your b*tch love my f*ckin’ greaper shorts
i got five pairs of these greaper shorts
my whole fit revolve around these greaper shorts
yeah, they stop and stare at my greaper shorts
[verse 2: violent j]
the b*tches wet peeping my greaper shorts (yeah, uh uh)
gorilla d*ck be in my greaper shorts (uh, sw*ng, uh)
nut in my sh*t, it’s on my greaper shorts (here, b*tch, here)
i k!ll the sh*t when i’m in greaper shorts (uh, [?])
a freak of sorts in my greaper shorts creepin’ across
sneakin’ of course ’cause we ain’t speakin’ freakin’ assaults
if these greapers could talk, but they ain’t squeakin’ a squawk
unless you seekin’ bein’ in the street in pieces each drawn in chalk
back off my greapers, you f*ckin’ tweakers blown out like speakers
these is for ‘los so high, [?] to the sky couldn’t reach us
and it ain’t sh*t you can teach us, grease paint on my facial features
she dry hump me first then blew me through the d*ck hole in my greapers
[chorus]
whole fit, lazy and crazy, i’ma trip
oh sh*t, oh sh*t
oh sh*t, whole fit, going crazy, i’ma trip
i’ma trip, i’ma trip, i’ma trip, oh sh*t
yeah i’m trappin’ in my greaper shorts
i’m f*ckin’ skatin’ in my greaper shorts
b*tch i f*cking gather in my greaper shorts
they always hatin’ on my greaper shorts
your b*tch love my f*ckin’ greaper shorts
i got five pairs of these greaper shorts
my whole fit revolve around these greaper shorts
yeah, they stop and stare at my greaper shorts
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