Pink Guy - Big Mama lyrics

rate me

Big mama

selling narcotta

How much do it cost, bitch?

None, zip, notta

Run from policia

hate, no drama

Fresh new Adidas

for the new-born stamina

Flows so pretty

I would turn around

and fuck it

Asian girl screams

sends a Bangkok ruckus

not a crack pipe

but I crack pipe vocally

Pipe kids down with

the black and local league

Got a big layer of bullshit

that covers me

Spying on your girl

from a tree

like Discovery-Channel

Bust through your

girls Vag-canal

Fuck 'er in the ass

less humps than a camel

Yo, riddle this fictitious

little kittle

That rinses dishes

Blow kisses to bad girls

they flinch inches

Mad sketchy like Craig's List

Ain't shit, ya'll finish short

like a midget at the races

When I'm on the beat

I'm some-like a cypher

podium possessed

picked, keep an old school

Like a typewriter

or knightrides

a horeslum

a nightrider

Or something like a king bombed it

On all these Alquedas

Bitch

Don’t want this

in the thin line

Between a piece of shit and

A battle of ill minds

I got dumb people

that be testing my rounds

But I can bet

around the process of

These steadily-inclined

So when they ask who am I

Make their death slow and they feel the pain

And when I’m not on my pill

My brain deteriorates

And I go insane.<br />

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Thanks to MangoCoffee