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the dookie monster - twisted insane lyrics

[intro: twisted insane]
yeah
it’s about that time n-gga
mmhmm
give me my weed [b-tch?]
give me my strap
west craven, you did this n-gga?
this heat uh
i like that sh-t homie, that’s heat
check it out…

[verse 1: twisted insane]
i bet you never knew you f-ckin with a psycho b-tch
hit em wit venom and rip a n-gga at his jaw
hit em wit venom and sock a n-gga in his jaw ‘for the n-gga even knew what the f-ck he saw
i bet you thought i was perverted…
because i dig up in the booty and i made the p-ssy leak
i never thought the ho squirted…
until i l!cked up in the p-ssy and they thinkin bout me
creep with a motherf-cka wanna be villian, up in the liquor store to get a 40 bottle of the shiyat!
n-ggas wanna trip, is when i pop open the clip and leave a motherf-cker reloadin and ownin this sh-t
mmmm…
i don’t give a f-ck about the shoot em up show or the knife show
im a k!lla fo’ realla, i eat a motha godzilla but imma eat a n-gga brains like a psycho
b-tch i’m like no
n-gga that you ever did seen
the p-ssy this red erotic on the team
but you never lookin at me like a n-gga was me
you never thought that you would meet a brainsick fiend
sh-t up in the b-tch’s mouth and then i get a blunt
because i dont wanna smoke on contact
when i got up in the house, i had my b-lls in her mouth like [please don’t choke, use a [?]]
you could be my comrad…
and we could do it everyday until the middle of the summer when the sh-t gets deep
and the sh-t gets deep…
when i really be up on the creep, sh-t gets deep when the p-ssy leak [aahh]
in between the sheets…
i would stick it up in the hole until the b-tch was psycho
and tried to use her t–th…
on my d-ck, so i hit a switch and got that rifle
[?]
stuck it in her b-tt, then blow booty chunks all over the wall, i admit that i was drunk, but godd-mn couldn’t get rid of the funk
so i had to get up out that motherf-cker, run across the street to mcdonalds where i grabbed me a double cheese
cause i only had a boodle in my pocket and the b-tch behind the counter had a pair of some double d’s
now b-tch you can smother these…
when i get up in the booty in the middle of the late night hour
and i dig up in the p-ssy til i get so sweaty that i just have to get in the shower
and i devour…
til the p-ssy goes sour
i show em i got the power and n0body cower
with the heat on my waist, bullets at your face, you will get showered

[chorus: twisted insane]
[the dookie monster]
here he comes creeping through the dark with [heat?]
here he comes creeping through the dark with [heat?]
here he comes creeping through the daark…
here he comes creeping through the daaaark…
[the dookie monster]
here he comes creeping through the dark with [heat?]
through the dark with…
here he comes creeping throught the dark with…
here he comes creeping through the dark with [heat?]
[the dookie monster]

[verse 2: west craven]
i spit it for the [streets?] and my [hopeless duds?]
broken [?] [if these?] n-ggas is drunk
my t–th on the block from the .38 snub
tears in his eyes cuz it ain’t no [love?]
yeah [i’m?] tryna get me cause [?]
[federation?] in the street with the [crips and the bloods?]
and it ain’t gon’ stop like hands in the clock
[gang?] details, tryna [load up?] on the block
f-ck sittin around, imma [slay my watch?]
[heater?] with a glock 9, n-ggas [?]
[pay me coast, best believe?] [?]
[?] and i got mine
catch em in the hood, slippin on the stock fund, n-ggas [?] betta watch your time
[?] tank, and this ain’t no game, n-ggas playin in the streets, yes, real life sh-t
[?]
used to be my homie, but now you a b-tch
f-ck catch a fade, imma empty the clip
what you put it on when i hit em with the cl!ck?
n-ggas doin [life?] [?]
n-ggas turnin your rag and get a bag
[?] break yo -ss
put holes in ya face like a [?] [bag?]
[?]
yeah n-gga
these n-ggas ain’t ready for this sh-t
some of that…
underground, top secret, ya know what i’m sayin?
[nuclear?], ya know what i’m sayin?
some of that [vibing?] music, n-gga, some of that sick sh-t n-gga

[chorus]

[verse 3: twisted insane]
[p-ssin?] the blood from out the n-gga d-ck, a motherf-cker trippin [let’s see this chick gon’ get?]
40 bottle [?] a sip
[?]
and find a n-gga naked when i’m rubbin on those t-ts
and ever-y-body wanna be known for the brainsick
hit em on the realla, when i [empty on?] the clip
two for the brain, [the rest of em?] [?]
i’m dumpin out the window when i hit em on the hip
n0body can run away [?] sick
i’m choppin all the bodies into itty bitty bits
[?]
but you gotta get when you gotta get, so i gotta get… [?]
move into the park and see ya body in the dark and the body is finna get [a little dose of that?] [braaaaiiiin]
sick, and the rest of the body is finna get a little more [dose?] of that [braaaaiiiin]
sick, hop in the dome when i’m poppin the clip
thinkin i’m fake when i’m talkin [this?] sh-t, still thinkin i’m fake when i’m walkin this sh-t, n-gga
[?] b-tch, comin [with?] [?] because i’m ignorant
[aaaaaaaahhhh, aaaaaaaahhhh, aaaaaaaahhhh, aaaaaaaahhhh…]
[oh, no please don’t eat me, no please, mommy pleeaase…]

[chorus]

- twisted insane lyrics

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