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pt. 2 - skeezwab mob lyrics

[verse 1: $aulbada$$]
yeah naader little b*tch
with that cancer c*ck itch
raping little kids in his motherf*ckin bas*m*nt
yeah we going in hard but this is just the start
beaner badman on the track
looking like a shart
alright now we changin’ up the flow
don’t ya know
skeezwab be white as snow
for sleaze b*lls that’s such a blow
but we out here making mow based bops
can barely afford a f*ckin cake pop
yet despite it all we still on top
and if try to talk that sh*t
we’ll hack you up bit by bit
call that tit for tit
alright time to take it up a peg
by passin’ it to my papa schmeg
so he can rip it up yet again
[verse 2: papi schmeg]
papi schmeg on the beat boutta rip it up
see a hobo in da street boutta d*ck him up
i was clapping his cheeks said his name was chuck
opps see me and say shucks
slapping a b*tch like a bass in funk
put her body in my trunk
war going down i don’t give a f*ck
tummy aching so i go to clucking bell
i’m thirsty so i start pumping gas at the sh*ll
i think that chick has a d*ck but nowadays it’s hard to tell
one clue is the hairy armpits
fat b*tches should just get fit
just a teenage boy but im lit
making fire songs and popping zits
say you got stacks but i doubt it
real thug sh*t you ain’t about it
other mcs sound like cow sh*t
papi schmeg the name you better shout it

[verse 3: opdavi1]
rap 47 it dropped
then schizo it flopped
i’ve been in the studio thinkin bout what we can do next
man, this songs a bop
i don’t even think we need a next verse
i’ve been typing this sh*t i’m a textpert
bending her back over make her neck hurt
when i see your auntie imma deck her
wanna rollie on my wrist imma hit the reverse
b*tches say “d*mn” like they motherf*ckin’ beavers
talkin’ to a girl, you remind me of my bimmer
skeezwab mob the best in the f*cking universe like
i just slapped a dyk*
ride away on my trike
to the chuck*e*cheese where imma suffer a bite of
87 b*tches on my d*ck, okay
you don’t wanna flip my switch, okay
made this song total of one day, okay
you need to clean yourself up, olay
i don’t think im ever gonna find love
girl a couple lines ago broke up
sh*t only lasted 11 bars
imma buy 11 cars i’m a russian czar
gonna play 11 l!cks on one of my guitars
stuntin on these hoes like im motherf*ckin kars
we goin up gonna make it to mars
we the mob always going so hard
[outro: opdavi1]
hey guys come here, come here, come here

- skeezwab mob lyrics

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