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champion la deceased - ah ha ha lyrics

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[intro]
hoooooooooooowdy… ye ye
we on some hick sh-t this time i’m tellin’ ya’ll
i ain’t got no horses in the back
they all in the front… eating gr-ss and sh-t
woo woo woo

[verse #1]
f-ckin’ my sister then piped up her mister
wiped up the barrel of my f-ckin’ winchester
aunty gave birth to my son, he named nestor
distilling the moonie thats word of my ester

[transition]
hahahaha scr-p that sh-t i’m just f-cking with you
dj kydd run it back… sh-t

[verse #2]
doot doot doot bleh
uh huh huh huh yuh
doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it

feds up on my six (dunno)
caught me packin’ bricks (ye ye)
but little do they know i got a yoppa playing tricks

it go doot bleh, f-ck you too heh
i got a deck of cards with only jokers who said
i’m a jester, chester, three bells up on my head (bling)
grow my hair so i can twist’em up into some dreads

chop it all out, slice it slice it woooooooh bet
that was goofy as sh-t man hah
i don’t f-ck with snakes they only on my collar
sedatives, i toss that in my f-ckin’ water
gatorade, electrolytes i’m not a martyr (no)
marty mcfly, coming through i got that barter

gunnin’ it down (who)
gunnin’ it down (what)
shooters got bags, they runnin’ it out
ice drains water it be lookin’ like a drought

hey deceased you runnin’ ‘round fakin’ up all your riches (b-tch)
i’m not (why) cause the limo be funnelin’ b-tches that the plot
each one flooded out on their t-tties (thats facts)
brand new girls in the brand new cities (skrt skrt)

double jump, shotgun snout, no doubt like a scout
throwin’ it back, she makin’ me gag, making my d-ck sprout (phew phew)
no i’m not british, but i got the tea, perspectives up in the 3-d
got a fat b-tch, her t-ts are so big, bra size ringin’ up triple d’s

triple d’s, brand new kds, fresh as f-ck when i’m steppin’ on the scene (yah)
no i’m not $osa, no i’m not choppa, servin’ you up like burger king’s whoppas (flip flop)
hoppa i’m the stoppa, stomp you thats a droppa, buildin’ up chi like a toxic gr-sshoppa (whoo)

f-ckboy you is fruity, turn you to a smoothie (uh huh)
berry blaster barry in the blender what a beauty (uh huh)
the next line is a message, call it a disclaimer
don’t ask me if i want head cause thats a no brainer (b-tch)

[outro]
huh, huh, yeah yeah, nuh, f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck

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