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| Lil Wyte - I Know You're Strapped Lyrics: | ||
smoke a blunt, get drunk, hit a line of that funk, now you fallin` up in the spot and you thinkin` that you crunk, you ain't crunk, yous a punk, and I'ma show you that tonight all it takes is one killer to step and we can start a fight in the middle of the club, bitch wasup we can do this shit security ain't gonna jump in the way because they scared of this implantin` this into ya brain so you know the next time you cross the line again it's standin` full of sin when you fuck wit the boss biggest,badest,roughest motha` fucker, but ya still a bitch I'm comin` in crunker than the others for the fuck of it liquor bottles hit ya harder than some syrup when ya slum have ya shakin`, fakin`, body achin` by the time I'm done legally this isn't right but ask me if I give a shit peacefully I'll read your rights and have you beggin` me to quit hit ya weed and liquor or whatever else it takes to jump just remember, just cause you fucked up it doesn't mean your crunk, http://www.free-lyrics.org chorusx2: I know you strapped, but you cowards like to play hard and knowin that you don't wanna catch a murder charge, see butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line, in ya mind now yous a killer Talking:damn man goddamn paul man you might have to slow this motha` fucker down a little bit man I'm on that syrup man I'm high and I'm drunk man you need to slow down Verse 2: I'm not scared of you just cause you came in actin` a damn fool runnin` lip talkin` shit, bet you wouldn't without ya tool now ya hard very hard ballin` down the boulevard, pissy pants doin` ya dance I'm behind ya in a faster car, weak as water so is yo mama, father and ya faculty, quickly sauder up yo lips so you can't trip or speak of me watch me creep up from the back wit gats and pick you off by ones, had to repaint the walls wit ya while ya smokin on ya blunt,hate to be the one to show you that drugs kill and thats a fact,but I love that I am the one who put the bullet in your back, next time when you step to the plate come back and just let it rip, stead of bitchin` out I thought you crunk, you ran back to ya whip, holy ghost is up in ya when you see me you fade away, makin` fun of all you cowards powered by a pack of bay hopefully one day you'll find out in the end you just a bitch until then just keep on drinkin` smokin` snortin` up some shit chorusx2...fade out View more Lil Wyte Song Lyrics: Lil Wyte - Oxycotton Lyrics Lil Wyte - Acid Lyrics Lil Wyte - Drinking Song Lyrics Lil Wyte - Oxycontin Lyrics Lil Wyte - Good Dope Lyrics Lil Wyte - Crazy Lyrics Lil Wyte - Static Addict Lyrics Lil Wyte - Doubt Me Now Lyrics Lil Wyte - Bay Area Lyrics Lil Wyte - Players In Da Atmosphere Lyrics |
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