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letra de hurly-burly - b-ly & willfake

[ intro ]
what’s it gon’ be when unemployed person wake up in the a.m?

[ verse 1 : willfake ]
go to the club last night, get drunk, they say what they do is right
but it goes worse by takin’ a morphin and bintang
on the way, poppin’ a pill and addin’ a beer again
smash the liquor store’s door, take a green sand by the hand
sack of tortillas and mr. potatoes, go insane with some oreos
eyes get reddish, act childish, be nudist, how can they go birthday suit?
skittish? go home by a sevilles, put a nutella inside a tupperware
the most luscious food to supper when there isn’t spaghetti
eat it in front of your apple then shoot the bread, post it too, wait
hbo? there is poseidon, livin’ like n0b and posh, b-tch, ooh!
they’re famished again, eat swedish fish, they want again
dessert for now’s dunkin donuts with a jug of pure milk or bebelac
throw the junk into cadillac, sleep blindfold after kick moccasin off
inner man works bad again, they think that they need more cuisine
so put an ecstasy inside a moccachino, wake up naked
they’re sleepwalkin’, w-nk a d-ck, they’re hangover
police then came over the houses, they find gun gone
‘cause the fam next door calls 911
flee away with a ganja on, strong acid alcohol
they’re tryna rob the imf, they say “ i am f-u-c-k-ing robber! “
“ yeah, are you seeing robber? “, a cop said towards a paid rover ( no! )
they burp ‘cause of coca cola, no luck on it, get saltpeter with tolak angin
get lost at sea, get mal de mer, get ashtma, feel like voldemort
swallow a fisherman’s friend for them all, “ i’m a hog-wild! “, so f-ck them all!
they get drunk again, they need to see weed again, they need a tae ken noi
totter in the candy shop, meet a tot, say “hi!” and toy him
find a place with the gps on huaweii (yeah)
i holler, “aloha!” like they’re in hawaii
singin’ “some ways to murder my dad” , b-ly belied, wait
it’d be lunchtime at mcdonald while watchin’ donald got t-triumph

[ hook ] x2
hurry up! we get hurly-burly, so

[ verse 2 : b-ly ]
hot and cold, went to the boulevard, drunk as hard, got maag
sn-tchin’ women’s louis vuitton, sleep back to the hilton hotel
chloride acid growin’ up, pukin’ in the toilet, add a tp
take a shower, m-st-rbate, look at fashion tv
settled down, chimichangas on the rack, sh-t, i have my bakery’s back
snappin’ tortillas, grab the sprite, what the f-ck my stomach like?
i add a dozen of mentos, saltpeter, destroy fan with a quaker
backup to lakers, cops pulled me over, i’m in a cell ‘cause i left to the stadium with a jagger
home, i recovered this problem, showin’ up my license
that sheriff told me i drove drunk, steer backwards, park my cooper on the roof
poof, i prove that i made a homicide while i walk up to the walmart
ripped out german shepherd’s head, gave it to a kid
he cried, ran, train bumpin’ him, so i laugh and scatter brains
and that’s when a tourist from paris asked me where the f-ck is the laundry
and i didn’t say anything, “ baise qui merde, encule! “, took his arms, electrocute him
boot skateboarders’ legs, f-gs, chillin’ and chitchat
i kick cat by the time i ate kitkat, bumpin’ “karl meyer”
call a department store to just say, “f-ck you, -ssh0l-! good morning!”
so moaning like a baby in trampoline with mamy poko pants on, tanned and stunned
i spitted out a lollipop sweet to the hermaphrodite out on street
sandpaperin’ my duff, looked clean with a fistful of facial foam
face full of special koko krunch, havin’ a loco brunch
i’ma type off “goodbyecruelworld”, f-ck it, i’m exhausted, drowsy
blew out a dunlop, yo, it takes a fun a lot! i’m eveready in the back of the coupe
d-mn, settin’ counterclockwise

[ hook ]

- b ly willfake

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