letra de baton - ouija macc
(sh-ggy the air head on the beat!)
[verse 1]
saying you a juggalo b-tch i need proof
all my dogs so aloof (ooh)
(?) like a toof
but a k!ller not the deuce deuce
big ol’ money bag (?)
sauce dripping’ cous cous
in the tesla i be looking through the roof in the cut with a duck and a b-tch going goose goose
all she really gotta do is choose choose
i just (?) for some shoes, shoes
bout to take my momma on a cruise while you broke and a hater that’s a motherf-cking lose (lose)
old ass sucker need prune juice (yeah)
ouija got a motherf-ckin’ screw loose
sеrial k!ller no froot loops
all my juggalos with me say whoop whoop
all in that cut like a razor bladе
sitting in the shade with a lemonade
i been underground for a decade
all you little industry plants looking minute maid
you will never see me regulate (nah)
juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
everybody know y’all h-lla fake with ya whole motherf-cking label at a dinner date (dinner date?)
[chorus]
this that sicko sh-t that wicked sh-t that we on
running with the hatchet like a f-cking baton (yuh)
this the type of sh-t that psycho sh-t that we on
hatchet in the moonlight b-tch one chop and you gone
this that sicko sh-t that wicked sh-t that we on
you ain’t with the wicked motherf-cker be gone
this the type of sh-t that psycho sh-t that we on
running with the hatchet like a f-cking baton
[verse 2]
i don’t give a f-ck who hating on me
i’ma let the broke boy be
you a fuddy duddy (?) is nothing to a g
iced out hatchet on me (on me)
nothing but them k!llers ‘round me (round me!)
i just got top from a bop and i filmed the whole sh-t on a pov (just like that)
(?) (ooh)
i’ma keep the k!lling on spree
can’t spell juggalo without the motherf-cking ‘o’ and i’ma take the one from og
ops (?) that’s goof troop
i’ma keep my foot up in they p–p shoot
all of you suckers gon’ scoop p–p
all my juggalos with me say whoop whoop
all in that cut like a razor blade
sitting in the shade with a lemonade (lemonade!)
i been underground for a decade
all you little industry plants looking minute maid (minute maid!)
you will never see me regulate (nah)
juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
everybody know y’all h-lla fake i’ma k!ll ’em all i ain’t even gonna hesitate
(run it up)
[chorus]
this that sicko sh-t that wicked sh-t that we on
running with the hatchet like a f-cking baton (yuh)
this the type of sh-t that psycho sh-t that we on
hatchet in the moonlight b-tch one chop and you gone
this that sicko sh-t that wicked sh-t that we on
you ain’t with the wicked motherf-cker be gone
this the type of sh-t that psycho sh-t that we on
running with the hatchet like a f-cking baton
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