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lbr - sock it to 'em lyrics

intro (timothy biggins)
lbr
biggins
y2a
mitch, rapp in the buildin’
and kamaaaaaau
and we lazy as f-ck…
when will they learn!?

verse 1 (timothy biggins)
d-mn girl, you’re looking good enough to have a snack off
b-tch i’m eatin’ everything, cuz first i’m having bath salts
i’m an -ssh0l- – but oh so attentive
know you heard me on the verse, it’s parental discretion
i’m ahead of the lexicon, my head is a weapon
i’m a vet and the tongue game la lengua exquisite
i’m a moma exhibit, they should charge you a visit
but they chargin’ you admission to the show that i’m rippin’
yo, i’m f-cking ridiculous. d-ck’s in the middle of it
little devil in your eye, kinda hopin’ you’d fiddle it
got a couple prescriptions and a fear of commitment?
could see you ridin’ d-ck with a reckless abandon, baby
i’m the bomb and i bet that you’re a handgun
type to f-ck until the kidnap, call it ransom
random with the train of thought, goat like earl manigault
i’ma keep on rocking but i’m sorry cuz you gotta go

verse 2 (y2a)
yo, sit down to write, another tight track, i rap for hoes
these sl-ts is actin’ nuts, so what’s up honey can i smash it though?
a crazy chick will thrash you, f-ck you like an animal
that’s why i’m lookin’ for these sl-ts that’s most nuts and irrational
i need a cutie that could creep softly
speak less and f-ck loudly, smoke loud, we be cloudy
i keep the roofies like b. cosby (ha ha)
i hit a groupie so hard, she r-t-rd. cerebral palsy (d-mn)
i keep a real snitch in st-tches
to keep it real, i’m only here for the beer and the b-tches
f-g -ss, who gave you your rap p-ss anyway?
too ill to do a feature with your wack -ss anyway
everyday, legendary. lazy boy visionary
makin’ mcs go get a thee-saurus and dictionary (you know it)
i ain’t no diplomat or dignitary – f-ck the money
i’m in it for the p-ssy cuz these stuck up chicks won’t give me any

verse 3 (mitch rapp)
fresh off of 3 years, so happy to be here
my vision grade a, b, nothin to c here
so be clear, i’ma whole different animal (grrr)
it be claws and paws if i ever lay hands on you
a stand up dude, that’ll never take the stand on you
yeah i’ma bad boy, all about making a band or 2
now diddy or diddy not, you never gotta question me
cuz i let the fitty pop, money longer than city blocks
the kid got styles, new millennium litty lox
and i came from the bottom, she could tell when she gimme top (woo)
gimme props, or i’ma blam blam and take’em
ten toes down when i clap, that’s a standing ovation
i’ma manifestation, of when bam bam met satan
bed rockin’ all night, give her h-ll and i’m skatin’ (peace)
say less! you know the strength of the kid (rawr)
ain’t sh-t changed but the length of the bid
rapp

verse 4 (kamau sadiki)
tell these chickens that i’m cluckin’, got that c-ck a doodle doo
whatever i’m wantin’ to your sister and all of her crew
not sorry if she’s your wifey, but respect’s to your mom’s
who’s garglin’ on my b-lls while i’m flossin’ with the thong
i’m yodelin’ in the valley, they gettin’ high off blues
i lay it down, she drop it low like she tyin’ her shoes
check the news. i play it safe, have’em sign off on waivers
serve’em like waiters, c-m in her mouth – a flavor saver
then you kiss her on the mouth, try to talk to me reckless?
you treat her like property and that’s a bit s-xist
i treat her like a goddess who’s rockin’ my pearl necklace
admonishing your apathy for love is so f-ckless
i’m renovatin’, knockin’ down the walls and causin’ damage
i’m bout to take a nap, but first i’d like a sammich
and now i can end my verse with a line i stole from shawn
don’t forget to put your ring back on. haha

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