in these Supras, Yaa??ll niggas foolin, for fame and the fortune, super human, 430 flame horses ready to use it, L.A. to Jerusalem Betty Bootin, my girls fake Hollywood tits
yagga I flows sicker like, tote quicker like Na na pop shit like spit hot shit Bitches love to gossip catch me in my crop shit like I spit flame bitch
him, he used to love her She used to kiss him, he used to hug her Call it deep love or puppy love, they bunked off school Now there's no flame, things
Claimin they cabbage, obtain half, they aimin for stackage Get brains from the (?), keep blingin with karats Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames
of life, check the whip game check the side of my neck you see the big vein just cause you have dragon breath don't mean you spit flames [Chorus] these
even friends with one Got your chain got your watch Tryin to act hard I'm at my house raking leaves in my backyard Baby venom spit flame Eat lightning
again, that W Coming through, bust a shot on your block, give me a suu Get it right, all my chicks hold ya tits, let's get it in All my niggas take a
the game. Ya gotta bang it till the balls right off. I do the same. Rub my dick in cocaine. And freak some nasty shit. It aint the same without the flame
fast and have Express rock, East and West You fucked up, yo' rap is weak That shit you talk and how you speak You suck dick, I pull yo' tits You wash
hot Potnah this bubonic cuts, that other shit is high Fuck what you talkin' about, throw me that childproof lighter Oh youse a smoker huh? Then go on and flame
) [Freddie Foxxx a.k.a. Bumpy Knuckles] Hahahaha... Y'all know the rep, yeah, listen My name is Bumpy Knuckles, I write that fuckin flame And kill for
Y'all know the rep, yeah, listen My name is Bumpy Knuckles, I write that fuckin' flame And kill for the right price I got a buckin' name My forty caliber
the chimney quiet as a mouse Santy Claus,Santy Claus Sleigh up on lifts, Rudolp is wearin the rebel flag and his hat says grits and tits Santy Claus,
Do you remember how it was when you bled? When you loved and burned in those flames that you've kept Because Vesta's long been sleeping And now you've
is impressed My kicks is all fresh this shit on my chest, by Mitchell and S I got her opened, hoping she's not, I'd have her crack in her tits Coke in
ll even buck celebs, nigga fuck the feds [C-Town] (verse 4) I stay sweatin out a bitch perm, i love it when a girl ass is fat and her tits firm, I
, well, I'm sicker I'ma smoke my weed and I'ma drink my liquor Better make sure you fuck your girl right 'fore I dick her Down Waka Flocka Flame (Flocka
Fun fun fun in the fluffy chair Flame up the herb Woof down the beer ?c(click!)?c Hi I'm your video dj I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
