Tom: E major
Verse 1
Em
This is my electronic press kit,
hot as some fresh shit
Nigga recollect bitch, grow grey hairs,
don't stress it
I text message,
E
Em
E
Em
messages to fuckin' estrogen
She lets me in,
E
Em
I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans
E
Cause I never am purchasing,
reimbursing your currency
Put your body on the curb to work the street,
Heard she sweet,
E
Em
she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagant
Hop on the bandwagon kid,
E
Em
I'm about to tell you some tragic shit
The love is lost and the drugs they cost,
in the studio mixing raw
Bitchs shit in my draws like you piss in my draws,
nigga my dick's in her jaw
I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes,
don't dabble with the apple
Cause a swagga like mine turn
them apples into Snapple
Fuck the pick of the raffle,
king of the castle
Nigga, Genghis Khan mansion,
we the Marilyn Manson
Making money in the present,
it be safe for my grandsons
African drugs for when the champ come
Verse 2
B
Em
E
cide watch nigga, kill yourself
B
Em
Opposition who? Nigga reveal yourself
B
How you steal our swag and figure
B
Splinter Cell creeping in this bitch,
F
E
Em
you couldn't feel the stealth
E
Em
Wolves are prowling,
hunger at it's fucking best
E
Em
I'm a beast like the gorilla
head that is on my chest
Please let me flex,
E
Em
E
I'm going off I need some fuckin' bread
Em
Drugs are green, my bitches white and
tonight I need fuckin' head
Excuse the swag,
E
I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
Em
E
Fresh to death then I guess we
looking like the living dead
Oh shit, yo bitch,
Em
E
D
look at how I'm doing you
E
Bitches on my dick but look at me
I'm fucking beautiful
Em
Niggas tryna figure out, but all I
hear in my interviews
Is why this so cool? You
E
Em
niggas are so unusual
Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga
I should prove it to
Under pressure,
we just stand in the middle like hula hoops
Verse 3
Em
The fortress is fortified (bitch)
E
Money in my pockets like I'm
Em
45, Hodgy Beats recording live
Bitch I be surely high
and I don't need wings to fly
I'm in the air with the pigs,
Verse 4
B
Knock- knock, who's there?
It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice
meeting with my dick (What?)
B
I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit
Em
Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady
And boy, you're gonna get them
heebie jeebies?
Nigga my dick stay way disease-
y, I make it look easy
E
51- 50, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't
got no fuckin' Yeezy?
Em
E
Em
Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez,
I'm fuckin' Looney
See these girls talkin' all that shit
(What?)
E
I'm just tryna see some tits
Let's get it poppin' like,
MC Lyte, around some dykes
B
I'm, out this bitch like hocus pocus
E
couple of pickles
B
And met up with bitches, gave 'em
cum on their dimples
E
Then my dick went limp so,
Em
B
took about 3 pills of Extenzo
F
Now my dick's longer than a
5 door limo
C
Em
B
Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo on
PCP and cilantro
When I'm with your bitch I'm like,
"Where my dick go?"
Now she think I'm 'bout to
eat her hole
Encho and lada,
B
E
I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada
Em
B
It seems that I'm product placement but not
I'm just fuckin' awesome
B
Em
Yo mama look like a ugly, loser
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