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letra de forgot about verne - verne troy troy

y’all know me, still the same og, but i been low-key
hated on by most these dwarfs with no cheese
no deals and no g’s, no wheels and no keys
no boats, no snowmobiles, and no skis
mad at me ‘cause i can finally afford
to provide my family with groceries
he’s got a crib with a studio and it’s all full of movies
to add to the wall full of booties
hanging up in the office in back of my house like trophies
did y’all think i’ma let my dough freeze? ho please!
you better bow down on both knees
who you think got that dwarf disease?
who you think a fan of the feces
like floaties,crispies, enjoy a hard squeeze,even the wateries
a lover of scat, while he screams “mothaf-ck geez louise”
gave you a tape full of dope p-rn
to bump when you stroll through in your hood
and when your movie sales wasn’t doing too good
who’s the c-ck boy they told you to go mourn? -big wick-
y’all better listen up closely
all you dwarfs that said stop
cos the -rs-hole locked
y’all are the reason that verne ain’t been getting no sleep
so f-ck y’all, all of y’all! if y’all don’t like me, blow me!
y’all are gonna keep f-cking around with me
and turn me back to the old me

[hook: big wick ]
nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about verne
nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about verne

[verse 2: big wick ]
so what do you say to somebody you hate
or anyone tryin’ to bring trouble your way?
wanna resolve things in a bloodier way?
just study the movie of mini me
one day i was walking by
with a walkman on, when i caught a guy
give me an awkward eye
and i strangled him up with the crust of a meat and potato pie
i don’t give a f-ck if it’s dark or not
harder than me tryin’ to touch my crotch
when i’m drunk as f-ck
right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
hoppin’ out with two broken legs, trying to walk it off
f-ck you too, b-tch! call the cops!
i’ma k!ll you and them loud–ss motherf-ckin’ barking dogs
and when the cops came through
me and warrick stood next to a burnt down house
with a can full of gas and a handful of matches
and still weren’t found out (right here!)
from here on out, it’s the bandits ii starting today and tomorrow’s anew
and i’m still loco enough
to choke you to death with a smurf d-ck thats blue
verne toyer, hotter than a guided missile destroyer
in a mercedes benz with the windows up
when the temp goes up to the mid-80s
callin’ men ladies, sorry, verne, but i bin a bit crazy
there’s no way that you can save me
it’s okay, have some brown gravy -with the pie-

[verse 3: mewsey]
if it was down to me, you motherf-ckers would stop coming up to me, with your hands out, looking down to me
like you want somethin’ free
when my last movie was out, you wasn’t bumpin’ me
but now that i got this cup of herbal tea
everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease
but you won’t get a crumb from me
‘cause i’m from the streets of michigan
i told ’em all, all them dwarf gangstas
who you think helped mold ’em all?
now you wanna run around talkin’ bout guns
like i ain’t got none; what, you think i sold ’em all
‘cause i stay well off?
now all i get is hate mail all day saying verne fell off
what, ‘cause i been in the lab with a pen and a pad
sh-t, i think i’ve got whooping cough?
i ain’t havin’ that, this is the millennium of verne
listen up so you can learn
so give me one more back, sack and crack
and f-ck j.black, you can have him back
so where’s all the mad dwarfs at?
it’s like a jungle in this habitat
but all you savage cats know that i was strapped with gats
while you were cuddling a cabbage patch

[hook: big wick]
nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about verne
nowadays, everybody wanna talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about verne

- verne troy troy

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