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frugas & simpson - back for more lyrics

[verse 1: simpson]
(free joy gordon)
i’m the super duper trooper
walking like an oompa loompa
kicking booty, taking names
get your girl, ‘cuz i might scoop her
back for round two, sweet lemon brown
if we ever fight, you know what’s going down
i eat wasabi day and night
going places left and right
and you know my pants are tight
when i jump, i catch flight
eat ten servings hashbrowns at waffle house
i smell like springtime meadows
you smell like sauerkraut
i drive around the city
because i got a permit
you drive around no where
because you smell like -n-s
i got a shaved head but only in the back
i’m pretty hardcore but i don’t smoke crack
swattin’ mosquitos, sipping on ice’d tea
you like this diamond incrusted 5 karat ring?
i got it for free (2x)
i fight everybody and they don’t sue me
i eat raw meat, while i l1ck those feet
walking ’round naked in my brand new cleats
this beat is pretty raw, yeah i kinda like it
i see e’rybody dancing, yeah they can’t fight it
step to the beat one foot out the door
you better watch out ‘cuz
i’m back for more (3x)
yeah

[verse 2: finn miller]
i don’t ghost write, i’m not like drake
eating all these rappers like black pepper steak
hey i’m sorry drake, but you got an issue
i’m sick of all your rhymes, if you died i wouldn’t miss you
staying at the top, of the rap game
all the silly haters, think that i am lame
ha ha haters, you can sit and pout
i work all day, like a boy scout
when you listen to this track turn it up loud
like microsoft cloud, and my parents are proud
yeah, i got my boys behind me
8th grade was the best shoutout to mrs. heine
the big bad wolf is at it again
here to eat your cookies, and then eat your kin
slide the door open so i can come in
oh, i wasn’t invited? i’m leaving then
but you’re missing out on a fantastic fellow
i’m not to hype, but i’m not to mellow
a’ight, i guess i’ll go walking out the door
best be warned, i’ll be back for more

[verse 3: frugas]
all white quilt and i’m laying in my bed
you know i ain’t cheap, 1000 count thread
sliding down the street in my new bobsled
i got a girl with me, this sled is co-ed
feeling good tonight almost like i’m unstoppable
if i’m rapping to fast call the freaking constable
seriously bro, how is this plausible
i didn’t understand until i put on my opticals
it’s not that hard, i’m just that dangerous
after this song, consider us famous
all the clothes i wear on my body are stainless
listen to these words and you’ll realize they’re ageless
long and skinny legs, just like inspector gadget
all you other rappers can pre-order your casket
swimming in the beat man i need a life-jacket
i’ll arrive to your funeral in my white sports jacket
i know i’m not wack, but i’m sure i can rap
eating a snack pack with jack on my back
step back quick or you will get smacked
it will definitely make a sound like “thwack”
my friend jack has a yack on his backpack
as long as you don’t get close it probably won’t attack
so keep it real smooth, if you don’t want war
but you better be warned we’ll be back for more

- frugas simpson lyrics

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