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blaze ya dead homie – damn bitch lyrics

[intro: violent j]
it’s blaze with the dayton family!
mike clark on the drums, oh my god!

[chorus: blaze ya dead homie]
d+mn b+tch!
d+mn b+tch!

[verse 1: blaze ya dead homie]
d+mn, oh my god!
she bent over and i dropped my ipod
she likes dudes that be rockin’ eye sod
i don’t, but she likes my rod
‘sup miss thang, my sweet sugar cane
ass so fat that it’s swallowing your g+string
go ahead, and work it like a shake weight
take it [?] base to the face
[chorus]
d+mn b+tch! (you look good!)
tell me why you up in my hood! (you [?])
d+mn b+tch! (it’s all good!)
i wanna take your ass home if i could! (and undress you!)
see you at the red light, turn my f+cking head like (ooh, d+mn that’s nice)
see your titties shake right, do a double take like (ooh, d+mn that’s right!)

[verse 2: bootleg]
i’m lookin’ in your eyes and i can tell you wanna (f+ck)
on the first day and it wouldn’t make you a (sl+t)
life is what you make it, so let’s make each other (nut, nut)
lay back in the cut, hit this weed and open up
stop playin’! b+tches backstabba off dayton
got a hotel room with 20 juggalettes, wait

[verse 3: backstabba]
she got an ass like a beauty queen, face from a magazine
i wanna hit that p+ssy from the back and smear maybelline
yo, what’s up cover girl? you know my ninjas wanna play
suck the clique, enough to get an autograph from violent j
me and blaze, it’s so amazin’ how you keep your balance
bouncin’ naked on trampolines, you so acrobatic
she told me to f+ck her once and let my ninja have it
juggalos already know to take one hit and pass it
ask twiztid and boondox about the way we f+ck ’em
when you’re raised in the hatchet house, f+ck it it’s nothin’!
[chorus]
d+mn b+tch! (you look good!)
tell me why you up in my hood! (you [?])
d+mn b+tch! (it’s all good!)
i wanna take your ass home if i could! (and undress you!)
see you at the red light, turn my f+cking head like (ooh, d+mn that’s nice)
see your titties shake right, do a double take like (ooh, d+mn that’s right!)

[verse 3: shoestring]
d+mn, big+booty b+tch, that ass is so juicy
it got me lookin’ thin, like i was brucie
you walked by me, i was on you like beyonce
you know i’m known for d+ckin’ b+tches like i’m dr. dre
so, when you shakin’ what you got, b+tch [just squashed the peter?]
i’m chasin’ b+tches through the woods like a f+ckin’ cheetah
i want that p+ssy, i can smell it like some f+ckin’ ham
and what you showed me what you had, i was like “d+mn!”

[chorus]
d+mn b+tch! (you look good!)
tell me why you up in my hood! (you [?])
d+mn b+tch! (it’s all good!)
i wanna take your ass home if i could! (and undress you!)
see you at the red light, turn my f+cking head like (ooh, d+mn that’s nice)
see your titties shake right, do a double take like (ooh, d+mn that’s right!)
d+mn b+tch! (you look good!)
tell me why you up in my hood! (you [?])
d+mn b+tch! (it’s all good!)
i wanna take your ass home if i could! (and undress you!)
see you at the red light, turn my f+cking head like (ooh, d+mn that’s nice)
see your titties shake right, do a double take like (ooh, d+mn that’s right!)

- blaze ya dead homie lyrics

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