Asher Roth - Goodbye lyrics

rate me

Fuck that woadie

Your joints be hot? Then let me rap on it

I'll be the cream of the crop

Jimmy got crack corn

I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on

Sipping my flask dogg

This be Ash Roth

A couple of cats that I should ash on

So go and roll me ato joint: make it a fat one

And tell your homies the live spittin is back on

Yeah I'm back dogg, holding my sack hard

Act hard, shit, I'm an artist

You park cars for part shifts

Armpits, large park, hardly miss, start to finish

Blow you apart with star ships

Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops

Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya

I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya

One shot lift your Waka Flocka top

Stein Fox meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck

Mine luck as 9 lives dies: your time's up

9 bro, I shine, blind bind and hind luck

Don't choke, you old folk, bloaky grind schmuck

John Kruk in the motherfucker, one nut bustin on em

Cumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on em, punks stop frontin on em

Do it as the one son, run young cun rumpa pum pum, no pun <br />

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Thanks to adrianna

Thanks to 1579 for correcting these lyrics