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letra de celph destruction - celph titled

these fools over here be talking this paris hilton
mouth-full-of-d-ck garbage, know what i’m sayin?
i made you this beat man… this beat as hard as my d-ck on the first day of june
-ss and t-tties all on the street
one favor though, kick that crazy ignorant -ss rhyme you kicked up my voicemail
the other day man, sh-t was crazy
tired of these fools talking this garbage man
matter of fact let me roll the beat up real quick, let me change the sequence
alright, mpc loaded, handle your business man

[verse 1: celph t-tled]
i’mma be rockin’ a kufi while i’m c-ckin’ a uzi
make it go pop like the fugees, i’m stickin’ c-ck in a floozy
i’m like ‘pac, you can’t move me, i’m the mustafa with toolies
i’ll be hawkin’ a loogie, it ain’t no stoppin’ this loony
while i’m clockin’ a cutie that keeps a glock in her booty
she get hot in jacuzzis and watch her drop in a two-piece
it’s a lot of these groupies, that be hot with the coolies
so it’s best not that they do me so i stay floppin’ their b00bies
i’ll put the dot on your doobie, even your pops said i’m groovy
i’ve been sockin’ ya noobies since i was locked into juvie
and you gotta be goofy, rockin’ your knot ’till it’s gooey
at the top where my crew be, look how my pockets are poofy
and you sloppy like dookie, call me the doc like i’m doogie
i’m in the lobby with susie, you see some mamis who blew me?
i’m sippin’ don with my suzie, your b-tch just swallowed a roofie
so come hop on my suzuki, i’m poppin’ shots from my hooptie
like betty crocker and bruce lee, i’m cookin’ pots of chop suey
roastin’ your rott ’till he’s soupy, look like a goblin, not snoopy
now you plottin’ to shoot me, you paid the cops only two g’s
i paid the swat team a cool three to mop your top like chewy
or the ewok in the movie, even chris rock said i’m kooky
now check my plot, it’s a doozy, i’m givin’ ostriches noogies
so they can chomp through your guchi, now you can stop actin’ snooty
it’s not about all the loochy, have you forgotten? i’m loosely
out my mind, got me woozy, lettin’ off shots is my duty
champagne on the block like big scooby, peace to ??? in the cubie
travel non-stop to bermudy, sungl-sses blockin’ the uv’s
leavin’ your carc-sses, doobie, shootin’ from choppers and hueys
i bet you thought you could fool me, blowfish; rock like i’m hootie
i’m at the dock with some blue skis, sippin’ some vodka with brewskies
i write a lot on my loose leaf, and the godz couldn’t duke me
b-tches be walkin’ right to me, playin’ ’em to me song “juicy”
ain’t it odd they just knew me, is it not a bit spooky?
your mum be callin’ me pookie while i be palmin’ her coochie
look at my watch with the rubies, your whole roster is fruity
i’m slangin’ rocks with my goonies, then we coppin’ more jewelery
and i ain’t gotta be boozy, i’m with the wops and the moolies
on tv slots like i’m tootie, or that cosby kid rudy
now you got sick with the flu, sneezin’, when i rock they don’t boo me
i’m spittin’ topics so rudely just like the comic paul mooney
and i’m not from the boonies, no synopsis or proof be required
when i talk the tool speaks, you can’t stop or rebuke me
you can’t walk when i shoot these, riot and rock, we show mutiny
walk in the spot, they say “who’s he?” your album flopped, it’s a snoozy
bad b-tch with a body named lucy came to my spot and seduced me
took my c-mshots like a true sleeze, vuitton don like i’m louis
grabbin’ my crotch when i’m moody (yo celph)
heckler & koch (yo celph) yeah i move heat (yo hog)
take all you got if you sue me (c’mon cousin)
bring out the monsters and ghoulies

“pow, punk -ss!”

- celph titled

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