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larry fisherman - chris tucker rough lyrics

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[intro]
+laughs+
don’t start recording me while talkin’ sh+t
alright, start recording me now
tick tick

[verse 1]
my nuts just dropped, uh
it’s fireworks, i thought a gun just popped
mcdonald’s breakfast all day, it’s like the sun don’t stop
i bought a new attitude at the gung ho shop
i’m like, “mac’s paying”, i’m [?]
my fist bundle full of dollar bills
i’m placing bets on the royal rumble
i’m spending cash that other rappers spend on meses
tryna get it, gangin’ restless, tell my crib to formal fax him
[?] on the couch, and they kick me out
liars get they pants on fire
i’ma ask again, who f+ckin’ pick me now?
all these rappers hulk hogan, look at me like booker t
comin’ for you n+ggas likе the muhf+ckin’ harlem heat
goin’ fishin’ with my n+gga larry fish
i mеt a b+tch at one his shows, and serenade like if i had one wish
i would be [?]
bubble bath with the blackberry, givin’ hoes the cold shoulder
the lin kuei would be proud, they pitchin’ like they on the mound
i do the dig [?] hidin’ underground
with the [?] apparel
a white b+tch with a southern accent, her name carol
i’m not the batman, i’m more scarecrow
i eat the cookies, moms get mad like, “what the f+ck you put them there for?”
the moral of the story is be careful
[interlude]
+laughs+
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
(tick, tick)(tick, tick)
fishy man

[verse 2]
i’m like danny trejo, you a pendejo, like get away hoe
i’m building legos, this death star lookin’ fuego
when i get paid, i want them new nikes, like ten pairs
the stupid go home, talkin’ crazy, go home
you n+ggas act like roger, now i’m saying go home
for my n+gga [?] turn super saiyan on a hoe
your man a bird
he ate a tuna sandwich in a car while he was waiting outside just to pick you from work
i still don’t think i got what i deserve
a sponsorship from nerf, so i can pull up right up on the curb
and put them foam pallets on your nerves
medulla oblongata, the money talk is all problems

[postlude]
+laughs+
chris tucker
you, you motherf+cker
tick tick



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